Dope

I—
—autoplay my days away,
refresh, retweet, check the craze today.
Some new bullshit gets my gaze to stay
but it’s gone by the morning anyway.

What you want to hear is what I want to say.
More views, more likes, sweet hits of praise,
abused ‘til my attention’s frayed
and I forget my life’s so not okay.

when you can’t stop using, you’re the tool
if you think that’s healthy, you’re a fool
so close that app and walk away
because the only winning move is not to play

They—
—used to say it was just a phase,
“just kids, just phones, just youngin’s ways”.
Well the parent buys, but the child pays,
big tech collects, their mind decays.

Eyes served on a platter of bright displays.
Swipe left, swipe right, lost in their maze.
There is no cheese, we are the prey,
all fast asleep while our brains are flayed.

when you can’t stop using, you’re the tool
if you think that’s healthy, you’re a fool
so close that app and walk away
because the only winning move is not to play

Now there’s new—
—outrage out everyday,
all fresh, all in, stakes always raised.
Our humanity burned to stoke the fray,
can’t see real life past all this haze.

Can’t see real people past all this hate,
you’re black, you’re white, no shades of gray.
Mob rules for fools: kneel down, obey,
or watch your whole home town get set ablaze.

when the mob is screaming at your door
and your “friends” aren’t your friends anymore
when you’re fired for words you can’t unsay
then your only move left is not to play

when you can’t stop using, you’re the tool
if you think that’s healthy, you’re a fool
so close that app and walk away
because the only winning move is not to play

I—
—autoplay my days away,
refresh, retweet, check the craze today.
Some new bullshit pulls my gaze but I say,
“Stop.”

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