Humpty Dumpty sat on a tuffet,
Putting his shell on display.
Along came a spider and told
him to stuff it,
His shell fell apart, just like
somepeople I see today.
I want your approval.
See what I've done?
I do it for acceptance.
I don't do it for fun.
I do it because I'm addicted,
Indoctrinated from kindergarten.
I do it because I'm conflicted,
as my moral heart starts to harden.
I have learned to hate myself.
I hate my state, I hate my wealth.
I hate my country, I hate my dad.
I lost my sibling but I am glad.
I must have all the attention
for me and me alone.
I love my life on social media...
It's better than a telephone.
I can be whatever I want, I sometimesdress up for the act.
I leech on others energy, and whoeverI can attract.
One day, I could be female, the next amovie star.
I can pretend I'm ready for you, as longas you have money and
a really nice car.
Whoever you are, I need you to see me,
I'm not happy when I'm by myself.
My misery can't live without
I'll even dress up like an elf.
I black out my windows so no
onecan see in.
My skin has lost its color, even
though I am an African.
I am the pasty whiteness that
looks dead and devoid of blood.
I am just a keyboard warrior...
In real life, my name is mud.
I am just a catfish here to prey
on your hopes and dreams.
Ill respond with make up on...
Nothing's what it seems.
No more reality. A digital disguise.
A man made diety with billions
A new form of slavery, our souls arethe prize.
Input the Binary to code our demise.
Non Playable Characters and
pronouns for girls and guys.
and people in suits and ties.
Welcome to the machine...
with this chip we do baptize.
Bow before the A.I. anti christ,
Let's watch The Beast rise.
Face the Book of corporate spies.
Another one dies.
A social experiment. The lord of
Haunting laughter, silent cries.
What is the truth,
when everyone lies.
More and more cults, with
more and more alibis.
Less chance of a revolt, when
you keep them all hypnotized.
Blood written words...
said their goodbyes.
If you are wise, you will head this
You can't go blind into the storm
and stay oblivious to the chaos
Here I am imploring you.
When you're online...
Watch what you do.
The web is exactly that,
and we are the prey.
Don't let spiders come along,
and ruin your curds and whey.
Written by: Michael W. Taylor
May 16th. 2022 ©
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