Its a Cookbook

These are the days of ambient light Where speech is bastardised into winking icons Where binary money buys the next upgrade Sunlight seen through a man made lens Imagination imprisoned on the net Our lives the library books of an electric race Relationships ripped on live tv We are the desensitized generation The qwerty kings and queens all the answers a finger tip away We are humanity trapped within the world wide web And the internet is never appeased