Toxic Poem by Matthew Holloway

There is a toxicity
To this world
A poison in each key stroke
A social media virus
Filled with bile and hatred
A nasty unpleasant thing
Too many waiting to attack
The slightest fall from grace
The slightest mistake
Or opinion which doesn't suit
The current sway of momentum
The hidden figures lurk
Behind their screens twitching
Ready to attack without mercy
Becoming doctors, scientists
And political philosophers
The toxic swell flows
And it chokes me
It chokes freedom
And debate
And all free thought