An analog cry for help
Lost in the digital noise.
Human contact isn't flesh:
Done by streaming pixels.
Devote loyalty to a brand.
The idolization of false idols.
Notions of zealous extremist.
Raising a generation of drones.
The human mind is obsolete.
Replaced by silicon dreams.
Art and music are soulless,
Being made by programming.
A billion photos being taken,
Only to capture massive egos.
A kingdom of self-entitlement
Crumbling from selfish pride.
The shrines of technology
Will one day be forgotten.
As society finally devolves;
As we relearn to be human.
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