My name is no longer my given, but the url you see 

Yours will disappear in time, hidden behind a screen 

 

Every light and sound entices us,

Nothing is out of reach.

Colours blend in pixilated form,

Occasionally we will look away.

Unified it brings us together,

Never letting us believe we're alone.

Together we buy into the conspiracy,

Every single one, we see.

Riding on the thoughts of others,

Selling our souls for upgrades.

 

We no longer need to talk to each other

Imagination is dead 

The young will never know fun 

Half of their attention will always be on a lit screen 

 

Technology 

Eats us away

Colours and brands control us

Handwriting is almost dead

Nature no longer amazes us

Obsessed is what they call us 

Looking for the easy way out 

Occupying all of our time 

Goodbye free world

Youth is dead