Abacus Abacus,
the logic flourished. Fingers pushing,
sliding the beads along the wire, Units,
tens, hundreds, thousands. Adept
fingers and a little deftness are all one needs. To add, to
subtract, to multiply and to divide. The skilled
fingers slide the beads, Almost
to perfection till the physical gave way, To
push the imaginary beads over the virtual wires. With deft
fingers moving, the virtual beads in the air; Faithfully
working on the abacus that was now its virtual self. Adding,
subtracting, multiplying and dividing, A
calculation executed with logical precision. The
abacus gave way to the calculator First
the analog, then the digital. Then the
worksheet, And now
all in an app. Faster
and faster the calculations done, Logic
and deftness, are never now required. For
one’s finger is all that matters. Till one
day thoughts will replace the fingers.
