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A disease has been unleashed.
Social media. What a wretched thing.
A place people come to shine,
with loud voices, and nothing to sing.
They pander, they pose.
They fad with mostly loud boast.
They facade, they prose.
Comment section, one big roast.
A tool of communication,
advertised to bring us close.
Mostly, solitude is found.
Intimacy, the scare to the crows.
A crutch for a heart, crippled.
A socially divisive vice.
Turn off your screen.
The golden silence is nice.
Copyright © Ryan Tyler | Year Posted 2016