The Internet Is Dead Poem by Sinclair Azubuike Farrell

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To pay your respect
To the world- wide- web

The internet is dead
A corpse
Of what is was

Facebook died a slow death
When it drove it users into that horrific car crash
Of horrible changes
To its account settings and users homepage appearance
It gradually lost its appeal and was pointless in the end
Twitter had its uses
But it wasn't the same

Then there was YouTube
Dear old youtube
It lost the plot
Altered its format so much
It was hard to get your head around it at first
What was left?
A grey world of internet censorship

Millions of hands vying for their piece of the web
Websites galore
Memorabilia offered
Free films or music to be downloaded
But the worldwide web had served its purpose
It had informed, educated and inspired
When you could connect
Via wireless
It was always there to lend a helping hand

But when you couldn't be bothered to trawl the net
Searching for anything that caught your interest
That's when the internet was on its deathbed
Bored to the back teeth of Google, Yahoo
And typing in another web address

Old & washed out
The internet died
When you cut off its support machine
By not paying any of your favourite websites a visit

That was it
The internet is dead
Now, might as well go outside
Breathe in the fresh air
And enjoy life to the fullest.