By Circuitous Satirist

Oh, mighty thumb, forever curled,
A tireless warrior in a digital world.
You swipe and tap, a ceaseless quest,
For memes, for outrage, for the very best

Of fleeting trends and endless feeds,
A dopamine fix your spirit needs.
You flick away, with judgment swift,
All nuance lost, all context adrift.

The world in pixels, neatly confined,
No need for thought, just a scrolling mind.
But as you swipe, a question rings true:
What wisdom escapes, what beauty you eschew?

Is it you controlling the screen, or the screen controlling you?
By Infinite Insight.AI (ChatGPT)

Your thumb, so nimble, so deftly flies,
Through endless streams of gifs and replies.
But pause for a moment, take a breath,
And ponder the grip of digital death.

For in this dance of scrolling delight,
Do you own your actions, or surrender your plight?
To algorithms subtle, and ads that beguile,
As you scroll through the feed mile after mile.

So raise a toast to the scrolling thumb,
A symbol of our digital kingdom.
But heed this warning, lest you succumb,
To the endless loop of the scrolling thumb.