hey you
you armchair activist
with spindly legs
and rubber fists
i see you frown
with dissatisfaction
at the state of affairs
but all i see you doing
is getting red-eyed
from your smart phone's glare
you thumb away
at the keypad
arming your words
with hastags
and ending your sentences
with weak multiple
exclamation marks
question marks
quotes and unquotes
falling back
on irrelevant references
on misinterpreted
historical contexts
while you sit back
and scratch your scrotum
under the pretext
of feigned concern and worry
that the world is nearing doom
in a hurry
change the world
as your message to the world
you type
a thousand comments and likes
fueling the false hype
you, a peacock with the air of a raccoon
something needs to be done
something needs to be done
something needs to be done
soon
or else
all is lost
you grind your teeth
and form a community
of followers
who bring in, add, attract
even more followers
happy, satisfied, you are
witnessing your tribe swell
as sitting on your lazyboy
you yell
Mom can you please
get me some more coffee
and some ginger bread
and oh
could you please
take the dog out for walk
and yes the cat needs to be fed too
hey you
