Society
I don't understand these
socialistic idiosyncrasies
followers and followings
falling prey to follies
presently preserved
through the social media outlets
propagating behaviors
unrealistic yet saviors
making money off the image
provided to the public
although privately preposterous
The rich gets richer
the poor gets poorer
resulting in an imbalance
no one can afford
causing discord
injustices coursing through
the veins of society
bred and mutated
through greed and hubris
partitioning the population
Meanwhile media makes money
manipulating the masses
selling dreams torn at the seams
seemingly oblivious to the mayhem
brought on by their plight
the soul of society suffering
with the light growing dimmer
until unity is nought
despite the obvious conclusion
of a troubled future
drawing near
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