Algorithms and Dictators

Social media is a giant vent
Where we go to relieve ourselves
Of pent up steam

We share our angst and joy
And laughter and tears
But we never come to a boil

All of us simmering
Isolated from reality
Lost in mental masturbation

And the algorithms 
Manipulate our audience
When we start to boil over

And become infectious 
Viral with rage...or even love
Simmer down "they" say

And next thing we know 
Our rights are gone
And we didn't rise up

Instead we screamed into the void
All mouth, all words
No fists or legs...no presence

Sisters need to gather
Without the gaze of little brother
Of that I am certain

Not limited by emojis
Dictating our moods
Mocking our faces

So write down the names of your tribe
Seek them out wherever they land
Patreon, WordPress, Substack?

Don't wait for the algorithm 
To feed you
We must feed ourselves.

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