So my point is why schools still insist on teaching old literature including boring poetry which has no relevance to today's technological era?
Probably because despite all our technological advances, our scientific breakthroughs, our political advances, our inventions, despite the fact that we have left our atmosphere, despite our mastery of machinery, the division of labour, the engine, irrigation, cures for countless life threatening diseases, we are still a race that is moved by something so simple, it's beauty is expressed in mere words, and yet cannot be explained.
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate;
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date;
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.