Perfect Progress

Imagine perfect progress for a people.

They need no place with a steeple.

The more they invented, the less they had to do.

The sad part is, that was true.

They had things that made you lose or gain weight.

Things to act as your child's play-mate.

They never went outside.

Never saw an ocean tide.

They had cupboards to make food appear.

These people became nameless and their skin clear.

Then the invention that surpassed all others.

Tragically killed marriages and divided brothers.

They had invented a helmet that could read your thoughts

And experience them while your brain and heart rots.

They forgot to exercise, eat, or sleep.

Quickly there were billions for death to keep.

The Rabbit Hole

Behold!