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Mar 2020
Don’t want to be reading
The dreadlines again
Or seeing
The pleading,
Bereaving
Condemned
To eternal,
Infernal,
Infirmities
Sick
Of the different day,
Different plague,
Be afraid
Shtick
So we pick and choose
Truth
More appealing
And safe
And we make it replace
What no scapegoat escapes
From the burden of knowing
“So much on your plate”
To the taste
Is addicting,
Afflicting the state
Of the outdated status
Updating-site
Fake
News in its earth-******,
System
Victim-blaming,
Disastrous forsaking
Of tensions enflaming
Then breaks with reality
Leaving you waking
Up to
Shaken up,
So it’s back to the stirring
Of hurrying cups
Of productive
Consumption
Of never enough
Pics of food
On the feed
In its virulent greed
As it propagates,
Promulgates
Seeds of deceit  
And like vermin
It breeds
A posterity ceding
More user agrees
For the free-raider
Data invader’s 5G’s
So to spy with our eyes
What they hide
As we stream
Along indolently
In naive
Fever dreams
Interweaving
All that we perceive
To confines of a screen
Never blind to the scene
Yet immune to the screams
As we still hope and pray
To evade
The disease
Michael Marchese
Written by
Michael Marchese  30/M/California
(30/M/California)   
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