It's 2024 and a lot of misguided and unversed individuals still think that the internet game is legitimate and true. That what you see is all that there is.
The success.
The numbers.
The algorithm.
The “influencers”.
The celebrities.
The likes.
The Play Buttons.
The Tick Marks.
Don’t take my word for it.
An example of an underhanded shady deal that came my way today, hahaha, (screenshots below); now you can have a hearty laugh the next time you see an "influencer" flex about their “hard work” and “accolades”,
Our response:
Silence not for Sale
// poetry
My mind can't fathom,
The sulphuric rain of cash,
Did I work so tirelessly in vain?
When all I must do is store some stash...
Away with this thrash!
This phenomenon you call "white collar"
Bastardised legitimacy and livelihood,
Rotten front teeth down to the molar.
Reviews bought and sold like a lemon
Smile and hysterically clap for the talentless
To the Cursed and Confident tyrants..
For a coin I must worship & bless?
Silence not for sale,
My purpose "Deeper than Cash"
Violence not for Sale,
What if I want vengeance on Mr. Stash?
I've chosen my side
Thinking like an Aggressive Truth Tank
Honing my Knife, my mind
Waging war on your Chicken Bank.
Mutual Respect and Honor I seek,
Especially from the Hidden Table,
Truth be told, I don't understand your world,
With fake conviction I can't nod to any atrocious fable.
Reinstated and Resolute,
Independently Autonomous and Proud,
I only regard the Creator unto death,
While they mourn tears of blood in a shroud.
