Artist Statement
Amidst the trees, there lies a sight to see,
A computer, with branches instead of a key,
Its keyboard is the soil, its screen is the sky,
Its power is in the data that it doth supply.
With every click and every keystroke,
The forest obeys, it is no joke,
The trees grow faster, the leaves more green,
All because of the computer, a technology queen.
But what of the animals, do they fear this device?
The birds, the squirrels, the rabbits, and mice?
Nay, they embrace it, for it brings them joy,
The computer's programs, their lives they employ.
The rabbits dance to a techno beat,
The birds sing songs, it's quite a feat,
The squirrels do acrobatics, the mice do dance,
All because of the computer's trance.
So if you ever find yourself lost in the wood,
And you hear some music, it sounds so good,
Follow the sound, and what will you see?
A computer controlling the forest, happy as can be!