Dear Love,
We flip on the news
and all we see is death.
This person died
This person was shot
This person was murdered
This person was assassinated
This person was kidnapped
This person committed suicide.
What has our world come to
other than death itself.
Everyone dies from everything.
People are killing the different
because they are too
or they are too cliche to see
that different is what we need.
Other than death
there is nothing anymore
besides social media
and the lies the world tells us.
We are constantly told
that being different is wrong,
but in reality
being different is dangerous.
Different is something that no one can control.
Without control
people panic
and they start shooting
this way and that
until they shoot themselves
from social medias gun.
Social Media,
let me tell you,
has corrupted our world
and made it into something else.
We used the be the Land of the Free
and the Home of the Brave
but no we are the land of the enslaved
and the home of mindless.
YOU ARE READING
Letters To My Love #Wattys2016
PoetryDear Love, Won't you read what I have meant for you to see. I've never shown you these but I will now I'm sorry for the secrecy and the doubt but it is you I can't make it without. Read these and see the me that fell for you.