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Social Distortion 'aka' we're trending!

Social Distortion 'aka' we're trending!

This piece may seem rather negative or angry, this is not intentional, I see it as a reality, I'm trying to focus on the awareness of where we could be heading, if we're not careful ☮&? brothers and sister! ???

Social Distortion 'aka' we're trending!

If it's not trending, are we living? 
If we're not Facebooking, is it happening? 
Are we, Instagram,
Like babies in a pram!
Twitter trolls,
Same old song!
Saying anything for a reaction,
Dummy out!
Lost and found,
Time for your snowflake ear bashing!
Well, in my opinion,
Well, what I think, 
Well, I would've said,
Well, I would've done,
Just give it a rest! 
Everything is not about ourselves,
Happiness, is sometimes putting ourselves on the shelf,
Sometimes, maybe, it's other people that need more help, 
A selfie here,
A selfie there,
In all honesty who really cares?
We are confusing opinion with fact,
Our thoughts are not always right,
Getting distorted with a thumbs up or even a smile,
Offended by the truth, so on social media we'll hide,
Roll up!
Roll up!
Fake a life! 
Let's just pretend it's rainbows and sunshine! 
Roll up! 
Roll up!
Snap 'a' chat! 
LOL! LOL! There's always one, that'll know your lies! 
Is it a disrespectful lost generation?
Are they promised material temptations?
Are parent's themselves losing direction? 
Teaching their kids, but with no foundation,
Listen to that sound,
Just listen...
I see kids drug taking, rich or poor,
I see kids trash talking, fighting each other,
Kids with hands down their trousers,
What's all that about?! 
With ego and edge, with some sort of power!
I also see good in some,
Are we focusing too much on the negative?
Are we a society, on a heavy dose sedative? 
I'm guilty myself, of feeding a machine that creates madness,
I'm guilty myself, of overthinking the reality or dwelling on the sadness, 
I recognize, that not all youth is wasted,
If we're not to push, are they just fading?
Who's going to do the navigating?
No guidance on how we're behaving,
It's not just our young I'm slating,
It's all the problems we're facing, 
How do we have a conversation?
Google it! 
How do we ask people questions?
Google it! 
How do we love?
Google a quote!
How do we breathe without stress?
Google it!
In
Out,
In
Out,
Don't panic!
Do it slow,
Google, tell me the weather?
Are you blind, look out the window!
You will embrace the day,
You might feel the wind,
You will talk face to face,
Not on a mobile screen!
I'm not all about kumbaya,
But let's stay out of the dark!
Lets start seeing clear, not in distortion!
Who cares what's trending!
I'd rather be living,
I'd rather live!

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Edward Williams

Awesome poem Wayne .. great job on geting the point out there it really appealed to me that’s for sure I got a silly one for you I’ll post it now lol

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Wayne Stubbs

Wow! Thanks very much sir! I'll check it out ????

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Tony Taylor

WOW!! WAYNE!!..... this truly ' Hit Home'.... making a VERY powerful point...... at what point do we stop relying on Google to do the mundane tasks for us?...... who's REALLY running this show?...... The weather?... You idiot!!..." Are you blind? Look out the window!"....... This is VERY well written....... Intense!! For sure!!........ALL STARS!!...... well done dear poet brother!!.......LOVE & ROCKETS!!........T xo ?✴❤

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Wayne Stubbs

???? absolutely brilliant hearing from you sir! Thanks very much Tony! I tried to put a certain point over about social media and the dependency that we are living by it now, but as you say, at what point do we stop, look and listen! To other people or read books/history, I hope this makes sense Haha, anyhow, lovely to hear from you poet brother! Hope you and Cherie are doing well, ☮&? brother! ✊????

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