A digital transmissions medium,
The World Wide Web spreads JPEGs far and wide.
Binary ghosts through optic fibers hum,
Into our meaty solid brains they glide.
But info without context leads to naught:
Wars have been waged from words without the wards
Of speakers’ perspectives. Often they’re bought
With advertising clicks cookies record.
Bereft of soul, these sites our bonds erode
By distorting communal goals espoused.
The spice of life – reduced to but an ode
Disposed, a memory of unsung vows.
“Kill Muslims, fags, and fuck the black lives too!”
Truly: is this what I should think of you?