I argue To harm you The protective computer screen Allows me to be rude or mean Without feeling your pain So it becomes a game Or a simulation of fame If I can ignore the shame
The tread is wearing off the tire After the internet stripped The rubber off the telephone wire And we lost our loose grip After being shocked By the rest of the flock Their existence Shows a difference That is hard to accept We're not what we expect
We push the boundaries of communication But we can't handle the technology I feel it gives me social immunization But I feel the darkness follow me And swallow me Until I'm wallowing Yet I don't know why I try to ignore it Only if it gets me high Will I be for it
This utilitarian keyboard Should help me see more Instead it transcribes my anger As I turn into an electric stranger The words on my pixelated screen Do not reflect my childhood dreams But the bitterness of dreams being crushed My petulant reactions are thoughtlessly rushed And I represent my views in a negative way Until I'd be more useful with nothing to say
There is a need for empathy In the electronic discourse Right now there is only entropy And words without remorse Spoken from a high horse That looks down on peasants who own it It's also a slave but doesn't even know it So it arrogantly trots along Never admitting that it's wrong Until it hears the slithering snakes rattle Then it doesn't mind wearing a saddle But the venom has already been injected And its mind becomes hopelessly infected
We argue without blinking We argue without thinking We argue with poor logic Our ignorance we flaunt it Until the internet is haunted
Can be found in my self published poetry book βIcyβ. https://www.amazon.com/Icy-Andrew-Rueter-ebook/dp/B07VDLZT9Y/ref=sr_1_1?keywords=Icy+Andrew+Rueter&qid=1572980151&sr=8-1