A smog has come for all
It will turn brains into fog
It will be incessant
Uncontrollable
It creates wall between creator and imposters
And unless you turn the screen off for a day
Whether you follow him or her
Or the best puppy in this media haze
It will consume you
You will never find
Was that your mind?
What was just ideas circulating
And mindlessly absorbed by you
It’s coming with myriad of manic mayhem
Give yourself a day
Let it not catch you
Maybe then you can find what’s your
-Poet Rupika Moitra
