Tears froze on my face With strokes of misfortunes Unable to boot up.
Captions are trending Stilled images are statements. A time when the number of followers is equal to popularity.
I saw a man crushed by a car Passers-by rushed to capture the moment. Watched him bleed to death While their feeds trend.
Youngsters stood on the rail Just to capture a moving train But grounded to the floor.
Life is now a race of selfies Daring death to a race Ignoring little act of kindness In exchange for likes and followers.