Below is the poem entitled Yowl part one b which was written by poet
Kotsybar. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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who ask YSIC about who watches them watch countless MPEGs of people’s posted antics that pile up a profile of their tagged interests,
who believe convenience and expediency are more important than their right to privacy, conceived as an abstract concept of the elderly,
who are betrayed by the telecommunications industry they think serves them but ignores Constitutional rights to due process and even freedom of speech,
who post supercilious comments publicly, assuming they have the protection of anonymity because they hide behind a hash tag or screen name,
who, hands free, carry on conversations with the air, like schizophrenic lunatics, speaking to virtual colleagues, even incommodiously in the commode,
who require medications for ADHD and bi-polar disorders, never making the connection to their constant multi-tasking, dividing their attention,
who “can haz” perpetual amusement lolling at LOL sites, impersonally spamming inboxes worldwide with their latest animal pic find,
who post videos to social sites of the last vestiges of actual experience witnessed, and often disrupted, to make their disassociated lives downloadable,
who refuse to turn off their ringtones, assuming all potential calls more important than any movie, play or concert they might attend,
who think they’re the source of the Arab Spring and 99% strong because sometimes they can pull off a successful flash mob,
who are misled into believing they have influence and choice because there’s an app for that.