Done done done
done with false digital bravado.
like the newsflashes of tragedies
rendered meaningless by distance
these screens live up to their names
screening, filtering, sifting, separating
opportunistic indecencies,
forgetting our humanity.
at least in the past
the warfare had to happen face to face
at least in the past
you had to look them in the eye
those mirrors, reflecting your own humanity
now what do we have?
we fight not other humans,
we disrespect not our brother
we bicker with pixels
digital demonization
like propaganda dehumanizing the enemy
for when your opponent is no longer human
it’s oh so easy
to justify cruelty
we wonder: what’s happened to our world?
it is this.
I am done seeing people speaking over the Internet in ways they’d never do in person
I am done with how it is ravaging our world
Enough
THE CLOSET MYSTIC 