Yours in Algorithm


The media space is one of the most iconic thing of this present age
A space so vast, yet accessible from a little icon
A tool designed for the rising of those wise at heart
But a sliding guide to fools into their destruction

From the glow of a screen, sits an unknown world
A tapestry of unending notifications with bold voices
A space that hums, where thoughts take wings and hearts lay bare
And with a single tap, flows rivers of sparkling ideas

Here, the wise find soil to plant their dreams
Roots of progress fed by endless streams of shared knowledge
A place where other people's life lessons flow unending
A platform where those considered 'weak' can voice their opinions

From a poet in Lagos, sharing verses of pain
To a coder in Seoul, solving problems arcane 
The farmer, the scholar, the artist, the scribe
All gather here, where passions abide

Communities rise, their causes take wing 
From hashtags to hope, new anthems they all sing
Yet, shadows creep where light should prevail
A space, once pure, now grows heavy and frail

Algorithms churn, though their logic is unseen
Amplifying noise and distorting every scene
With echoes of anger, and lies spun as truth
And trolls wielding their venom, no mercy, no truth

With all these, yet, the foolish scrolls blindly, entranced by the glare
Chained to the feeds, unaware of the glaring snare
With click bait luring, like a serpent’s soft hiss
Yet, polarization festers, as misinformation keeps spreading

Dividing the heart, entrapping the glance
The vain chase clout, their souls on display
Trading depth for likes, then fading away
Fangs of addiction sink deep in the mind 
A cycle of doom, no peace left to find 

Still, in this chaos, a choice remains clear 
To wield this tool with wisdom, not fear 
Yours in algorithms, you hold the key
To nurture the good, and let the toxicity go 
Seek voices that challenge, that lift and inspire
Filter the noise, let truth be your fire 
Pause before you post, let empathy guide 
Build bridges, not walls, in this digital tide 

So rise, dear reader, reclaim what is yours 
A space vast with promise, with open doors
Use it to learn, to grow, to create
Soften hate and mend what is broken
Be mindful, be kind, let your words carry weight

For in this vast space, you shape your own fate
Yours in algorithms, a world to refine
A tool for the wise, where your light can shine.