Ah yes,
Welcome to Earth 2.0 — now with extra filters and less accountability.
Where billionaires play Space Invaders,
while the poor play "Guess Tonight’s Dinner."
Climate’s on fire?
No worries — influencers are raising awareness
by sipping lattes next to melting glaciers.
(Hashtag: #HotGirlOzone)
Politicians?
Walking punchlines in tailored suits,
debating human rights like it’s a game show,
clapping for wars from safe seats
as civilians become “collateral aesthetics.”
Oh, and mental health?
Fixed it — we gave everyone apps
and renamed breakdowns to
“self-discovery sabbaticals.”
Swipe right on burnout.
Truth is dead, long live the algorithm —
where facts lose to vibes,
and conspiracy theories win Oscars.
But hey, we’ve got AI now.
Finally, machines to do the thinking
because apparently, humans got tired.
Or maybe they just outsourced the last brain cell.
Progress?
We measure it in likes,
as we doom-scroll through dystopia,
wrapped in blue light and apathy.
So raise your glasses,
to the simulation we broke,
to the chaos we stream in HD,
to the comedy of errors called civilization.
Cheers — we earned this mess.


