Radio waves flock,

In a silicon block,

Endless FM, it says,

Like waves at bay. 


Voices buzz, empathy fizz,

Why all the big fuss?

All in the same bus,

Of "human condition” it runs.


Fill the soul, with loud voices,

Damn it took a toll, into thousand pieces.

“This is discontinued.”

Says a commentator.



But what a whirlpool,

Of tormented eyes it pulls,

Empty the hopeful,

With hopeless holes.



Internet liberalism,

Confession booths,

Internet fascism,

Loser troops.

 

I hate all this honesty rain away, 

Now I am drenched in internet misery.


PS: Pardon me if this brought out the current anxieties. But it has to be said.