Cuneiform formed, and a history was told,
A stylus was used, in that method old.
Papyrus next, became the norm,
Ink—black or red, the words did form.
Black ink was made by burning some wood,
When bound up with gum, that writing looked good.
Iron oxide made red.
The scribe first did think,
Then reeds were fashioned to dip in the ink.
Birds of the feather, provided the quill,
Replacing the reed, but still needing skill.
This pen form of writing lasted for years,
‘Til J. Gutenberg stunned all his peers.
He printed and printed: The Bible—no less.
His readers were awed; with his press he impressed.
But how to create good ideas that flow?
The typewriter sped up, but still was too slow.
The “Selectric” was chosen for keys couldn’t stick,
But still you could hear the slick click, click, click.
Computers created word processing wonders,
With quite quiet keyboards and backspace for blunders.
So what is the good that comes from this progress?
I’ll aside for a moment, that matter to assess…
Profligate writing overwhelms our good senses,
When it comes to reading, the volumes seem endless.
From texting to e-mail, the scourge is “reply all”,
Better talk to your neighbor, and avoid going viral!
Copyright Frank Bliss
September 2016
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