A digital birthright grown to replace identity
Un-culture professing connection
Insulation from humanity

Gross promotion of your lust for your self-image
Grasp at the straws of the reap of your sought pity

Whole kingdoms made of follower clone-bots
Same ideas, paste on, repeat
Celebrations of illiterate fumbling
Drunk off attention, want, and need

Spawned of a void of effect
And prescribed culture
Lost in a swarm of detached and unreal egos

Create nothing new
Become nothingness
Repeat gibberish

Searching for a savior in half-baked lists of random musings
Intermittent progress, a telltale sign of muted weakness

Infatuation with irrelevant facts, the mind kept ever dull
Circulating public introspection
Infantilizing the intellectual

Bled from the mind of the weak and the hollow-hearted
Words walk like sheep in a line of the same colors

So shall we discuss the end of days?