Might Delete This Later

Might Delete This Later

In a World full of prisoners of the moment, who have enough trailblazing momentum to remove the shackles of the Day’s trend, raise your hand then head the opposite direction, from this interworld where common sense is past tense, I commonly wonder did you even think before you press the word send, everyone’s in a trance, to be the first to post a reaction, you’re method acting, commenting without giving Mother Time a chance to validate your perception, heartbroken by unrequited likes, shares and following, digital searching for Agape with Ludus actions, impatiently waiting for milliseconds, with no wants & needs optimizations, we impulsively enter nets without even taking a glance of the environment, say digicheese, Ai got you posting deep fakes with real intentions, we’re all trapped in a maze of predatory browsing, muscular Love dystrophy, when the last time you connected without iMotions, regurgitated toxin’s infecting your operating systems, distorting your vision, scrambling your 3rd lens, now you don’t even like your natural reflection, #nofilter when you’re feeling brave in rare occasions, then it’s back to your reality cave, posting self hate, cat phishing with click bait, trying to quench your thirst with a weak bladder, alas you’re pissed off, no one of substance’s biting, this ain’t up for debate, let’s not argue and fight when we can agree to disagree rather, they been screwed your views, convinced you that it’s ok to have delusion of grandeur without wealth, even Jesus was born poor, died young and broke without his Black Father, so who are you, I might delete this later. Selah

By: Randy P.

“Might Delete This Later” is A Pipoetry by: Randy Pipman (c) Copyright Pipoetry 2020, All Rights Reserved

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