Glowing rectangles
Hold our gaze.

The death of real talk,
Dining with echoes.

Trending beams,
Blind us to nonsense.

Distraction wears
Complexity’s mask.

Called content.

From playful jokes,
To dangerous acts.

Seeking laughter
And quick approval.

While risk expands
With each new view.

How to measure
Clapping hands
Against madness?

Performed egos,
Streaming live.

Turn morals
Into trending tags.

While wisdom’s whisper
Fades beneath noise.

Counted likes
And shared views.

Become profit
From emptiness.

Who brings truth
To this paid void?

A mother’s pain,
Youth’s joy.

Swallowed by pixels
Where connection lived.

Virtual realms,
Artificial minds.

Digital code
Replaces touch.

Shows our hunger
And our emptiness.

Our inventions
Now redefine us.

In this madness
What survives
Of our humanity?

The road to fame
Built on foolish dreams.

Devours the seeker
Endlessly.

Where does the search
For attention
Cross the line?

Poem Description

This poem examines how technology erodes genuine human bonds in our modern era. It reveals how the chase for online popularity and digital engagement replaces depth with superficial trends, drowning wisdom in noise. The work confronts the ethical price of living through screens, where human qualities risk being erased by our own creations, urging reflection on where to draw the line.

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