To Thine Own Self Be True. Poem by DM W

Digital Sirens
will sing us towards shipwreck,
if we don't keep guard
of our senses, in an age
of mass distractions.
Algorithms have replaced
independent thought.
I'd rather remain lonely
than conform to demands
of sheep- like group-think and all
its permutations.
As the blood flows in the East,
Western leaders don't
bat an eyelid, because
most are merely hirelings.
Empty suits don't speak
for me or for us. So why
do we keep voting for them? !
Yet there's an answer.
Be true to yourself and then
things will fall into
place. Close ranks. If others choose
to blindly follow
arbitrary orders, then
that is their problem.
Pay them no heed. Continue
to follow the Light
and be an army of one.
Remember your words
are your bullets. Keep marching
to the beat of your
own drum, and all will be well.