Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Who’s the loveliest of them all?
It’s you! It’s you! It’s you!
Don’t you dare feel so blue,
A like, a follow – none are true,
For they are digital and you are you.
A human. Being. Breathing. Living and
made of stars.
While a computer screen is but a jar.
Of lies, cries,
trolls in disguise.
Ditch the trends, they never end, they’ll swallow you whole.
But I like-
You have control.
We need to love and laugh and learn a lot,
for we’re fragile and prone to rot.
So break away from screens too bright,
for they are nature’s growing plight.
Have you lately seen the sky?
The expanse of nature,
far and wide?
Don’t take for granted what’s enchanted,
embrace the here and now.
For tweets on Twitter
the sing songs of a sparrow.
Curse the cursor which gives a voice,
to those who think they have the choice
to bully, mock and spew their hate
behind a window made by Gates.
Donate your time and get offline,
beauty is not a pixel.
Read a book, ride a bike,
just don’t do it for the like.
Smile for what’s real, not the appeal
of what it may look like to others.
For the filtered veil will one day fall,
And then, my dear,
what? What will you have at all?