SMUNKY ( 100 days of poetry ) [Day #21]
SMUNKY
empty words echo through the clouds.
Privacy sold for gold,
reaping profits from the fiends of the screen.
The cartel’s opiate,
they keep coming back for the digital crack,
Eyes red and brains drained,
sleepless zombies feeding on illusions.
covered with sand by the current.
Fake news and fake boobs stay afloat.
Hope is on another planet!
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Poetry level -Intermediate
Great truth that advocates your poem, @dmilliz. Good job! He pulled me a smile:
Thank you always ! Glad it got a smile out of you !
I love the experimental and humorous voice in this poem. I'd love to hear it read out loud.
Thank you ! It’s like modern day pop poetry lol
Out loud ? Lol I have to think how I’d say this
Thanks
That is why Elon musk are putting his effort into developing Rockets.. LOL
We are gonna leave for another planet SOON thanks to Elon. LOL
What an inspirational poem! What an amazing drawing!! Thanks a LOT :)
Yes , that is right, because of corrupt social media lol. Actually by another planet I meant another platform, this platform . But in the long run yes !! We gotta enter those rockets . That last image could represent steemit in the future or the social media cartel . Thanks for stopping by!
So true dude. I guess it is a place along the way.
Right! True facts lol ! hahaha