Socialmad

I learn to swallow 
From despicable horrors 
Churned out from fully hollow words 
Not sieved and almost always shallow. 

I learn to swallow revealing, raining hard words 
Displaying raw thoughts
Detested speeches
Scripted stances
Polished ethos and make-believed pathos.

As I swallowed my own spit 
I learnt that the age
The time that we are living in 
Couldn't stand this in-your-face assaults of millions by millions expressions. 

Would I continue to swallow 
When I knew that the bubble is about to burst 
And the vile bile spewed on-screen will remain fixed
Imprinted permanently inside my bones down to the core 
A social crisis is definitely brewing
Ignorance reigning to a greater height 
And Easter Island is reliving its glory all over again 

But this time through virtual monstrosity at a ridiculous immensity
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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