Slave to the Algorithm

I don’t want to drive engagement.

I don’t need your gratuitous clicks.

I won’t beg for attention with

Pics of kittens sleeping with chicks.

 

I don’t need your engagement.

I won’t ask if you’ve used a skate key.

I don’t need any silly test to

Know you are as old as me.

 

I don’t really care how you engage.

I won’t tempt you with an opinion poll.

No one really cares whether you

Prefer a bap, bun, or roll.

 

I’m not desperate for engagement.

I don’t need to make up incendiary news.

The world is shocking enough

Without provoking more spectacular views.

 

I might like a little acknowledgement,

But I won’t try to make you cry.

Even if that video of puppies suffering

Might make my followers multiply.

 

No one liked my latest picture,

And I wonder why no one’s engaged?

If I can’t get validation,

I might become enraged.

 

I don’t want to drive engagement

But I want the adoration of millions,

So I ask what’s on your mind lately,

Because I’m a slave to the algorithm.

 

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Comments

<Deleted User> (13762)

Wed 20th Jun 2018 08:24

now you have me pondering whether or not (you want me) to hit the like button . . . ?

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HayzTee (Hayley)

Tue 19th Jun 2018 21:52

lovely writing

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