Entangled in the Digital Web: The Modern Trap

In a realm once pure, where stories were shared, A new world arrived, yet no one was prepared. Young hands that once worked with skill and grace Now swipe on screens, lost in the race. They dream of fame and riches untold, But in return, their secrets are sold. A click, a share, and trust is gone- Privacy is lost as the web moves on. The youth are trapped, yet they fail to see, That social media is not always free. Rumors spread like fire so fast, Running lives that may never outlast. Half-truths fuel anger; chaos takes hold, Friends turn foes, their hearts grow cold. Families break, communities fight, Blinded by posts that distort what's right. Women once strong are now silenced by fear, Tricked by false words they long to hear. Behind the screen, dangers hide, Stealing dignity, crushing pride. A shame unfolds, too dark to erase, Scars of dishonor, a lasting disgrace. Shadows of secrets unveiled in the night, Echoes of words too bitter to write. Elders warn, but their words go unheard, As morals fade and truth is deferred. The domain, once noble, wise, and bright, Now drowns in lies, lost in the night. Yet hope remains, a flicker of light- If wisdom shines, we'll set things right. The web is a tool, not a fate to decide; Use it with care, and walk with pride. - Phin Jiu