In the glow of brightness,
where darkness play,
Lies a arrow of power in disarray.
A web of universe of knowledge, endless and wide,
Yet darkness festers, hard to hide.

The note of alerts, a ceaseless call,
Chains us close, yet blinds us all.
Scroll by scroll, our time erodes,
A virtual life that overloads.

Words once whispered, now hurled like stone,
Faceless voices cut to the bone.
Connections frail, distorted views,
The internet, a mirror of abuse.

Truths entangled, lies run free,
A breeding ground for cruelty.
The gift of reach, now a curse,
Binding us in a silent verse.

Can we reclaim what’s been misused?
A brighter path, though often refused?
To wield the net with care, not spite,
And find our way back to the light.