Unless you wake up now, you die.
Because around you, demons lie.
They hold the net, they hold the medium,
Dictate what you see ad infinitum.
These gods watch every written word.
They act as our virtual lord.
And so be cunning and be sly-
With tech be savvy...or you die.
Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem