Marshall Soulful Jones: Touchscreen

Här har vi ett Youtube klipp med fantastiskt poesi från den då 26:åriga Brooklyn poeten och producenten Marshall Soulful Jones, när han tävlade tillsammans med Team Nuyorican i the National Poetry Slam 2011 och kom på en andra plats.

Han har sedan även framför texten vid olika TEDxTalk events, så som TEDxMontreal och TEDxScottAFB.


    Introducing the new Apple I person complete with multitouch
    doesn’t it feel good to touch?
    doesn’t it feel good to touch?

    compatible with your iPod and your iPad
    doesn’t it feel good to touch?
    doesn’t it feel good to touch?
    your life is an app
    your strife is an app
    your wife is an app
    doesn’t it feel good to touch?
    doesn’t it feel good to touch?

    my world has become so digital
    I have forgotten what that feels like it was difficult to connect when friends formed clicks
    now it’s even more difficult to connect
    now that cliques form friends
    But who am I to judge
    I face Facebook
    more than books face me
    hoping to
    book face-to-faces
    update my status
    420 spaces
    to prove I’m still breathing
    failure to do this daily
    means my whole web wide world would forget that I exist
    but with 3000 friends online
    only five I can count in real life
    why wouldn’t I spend more time in a world where there are more people that ‘like’ me
    Wouldn’t you?
    Here, it doesn’t matter
    if I’m an amateur person
    as long as I have a ‘pro’ file
    my smile is 50% genuine
    50% genuine HD
    You would need Blu-rays to read what is really me
    but I’m not that focused
    10 tabs open
    my problems are resolved with a 1500 by 1600 resolution
    provin’ there is an error in this evolution
    doubled over we used to sit in treetops
    till we swung down to stand upright
    then someone slipped a disc
    now we’re doubled over at desktops from the garden of Eden
    to the branches of Macintosh
    apple picking has always come at a great cost
    iPod iMac iPhone iChat
    I can do all of these things without making eye contact
    We used to sprint to pick and store blackberries
    now we run to the sprint store to pick Blackberries
    it’s scary
    can’t hear the sound of mother nature speaking over all this tweeting
    and our ability to feel along with it is fleeting
    You’d think these headphone jacks inject into flesh
    the way we connect to disconnect
    power on
    till we are powerless
    they have us love drugged
    Like e-pills
    so we E*TRADE
    like e-commerce
    because now money can buy love
    for 995 a month
    to proceed to checkout
    to x out where our hearts once where
    I’ve uploaded this hug I hope she gets it
    I’m spending time with my wife I hope she’s logged in
    I’m holding my daughter over a Skype conference call while she’s crying in the crib in the next room
    so when my phone goes off of my hip iTouch iTouch iTouch and iTouch because in a world
    Where laughter is never heard
    And voices are only read
    we’re so desperate to feel
    that we hope our Technologic can reverse the universe
    until the screens touch us back
    and maybe one day they will
    when our technology is advanced enough …
    to make us human again