Poem: First World Problems

Overindulgence of pleasure, immediate

satisfaction of misplaced needs, technological

era constantly produces new and better ways to feel pleasure, to

be disconnected from the self as connection with strangers is pushed, to

rely on machines and not the body, selling

products to improve your life, to

make life easier and yet it is the struggle we all admire, needs

of man are the same as they once were, yet

through manipulation of such needs, we are cornered into believing we need the,

new, new, new.


Need friendship, not the new phone to talk to your friends

need freedom, not the new car to go where you like

need thought to understand your anxieties, not

anti-anxiety, anti-depression, anti-emotions, anti-feelings, anti-self

pills of disconnect

new and better pills

solve your problems?


new and better pills

now? addicted?



Easier and easier to be lost

new apps to find your way

daily suicide of the self

new ways to join groups

wish to improve yourself?

follow me, new gurus arise each day

want my life? Follow these steps

lies for popularity

prostituting the self for likes

can I get a like?


Shell is yours but what is inside it isn’t you

you mouth the words of other people, without

ever using your mind to think, puppet

on strings, move like others

the individuals are slowly dying

the group is rapidly rising

more new technology

less connection

new being

less human.

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