Ozymandias

I met a traveler from a modern land,
Who said, "One vast and pointless deck of slides
Glows on the wall. Near it, in the trash,
Half sunk a shattered donut lies, whose crumbs,
And frosted top, and sheen of sugar glaze,
Tell that its captor well those bite marks made
Which yet survive, stamped on these sprinkled things,
The hand that picked them, and the mouth that fed;
And on the laptop, these words appear:
My name is PowerPoint, App of Apps;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and empty chairs stretch far away."