pandora's box
Our view of how the world should be.
What could but be said, but privately
‘Twixt friends ‘nd family, who knew us well,
Our thoughts and feelings we would tell.
A small per centage pushed the borders
Ideas and thoughts, they were well ordered.
Sure we only had a partial vision
A lot of stuff was kept well hidden
This info wall was broken through
As modems spluttered to give us access
Allowing us our views to practice.
Sure, the net was full of horrors
Just what from this did we borrow?
Starving folk and war-torn vids
Worst of all the death of kids
But we could always choose not to view
No. The real horror of the net
We became the worst of mammals.
Thumbs up, thumbs down, a smiley face,
We blithely rate the human race
And doing so what did we find?
That we could peer into the peoples’ minds,
The vitriol, cussing and the views
Outpouring there did not amuse.
Sure there was occasional mirth,
Trump’s hair re-imaged as a Smurf
But much of it was not the best
A gigantic global bitching fest.
Personal attacks which served no use.
Re-posting private pics to all
Our values they began to fall.
Bring back hanging; close the borders;
Jail them all; create new orders.
Overnight the platform changed
Views now completely re-arranged.
Truths and facts became deformed
Hard views on this, and on that.
Send them home; their music’s pants
Became the daily posted rants.
What was once the pub’s preserve
Has spread itself around the world.
Each day brings more, and even more
It won’t be long I’m fairly sure
When overwhelmed by all this stuff
We’ll start to think we’ve had enough.
The rants, the insults, all increase
As peoples’ view they are released
No editors their words to vet.
Free speech may be all well and good
With lofty ideals which maybe could
But not so much if all we’ve got
Is words and pictures leading nowhere
And order stuff which is real fine
What happens to our data there?
‘Tis as if we’ve made a choice