I fear the most,
that I share a post,
that go viral and not to whom suppose.
A factual act or a mere pose,
for misinformations are like maladies misdiagnosed,
the ultimate the penalties to be imposed.

Losing sight of what’s vital,
But I guess the mess is already viral,
thoughts emerging suicidal,
Technically “text ally” attached to social medial like an idol.

Fingers on keys,
Like fingers to triggers commiting miseries,
Causing harms to friend and adversaries,
Unlike melodies from ebonies and ivories of pianos keys,
Unlike happy endings in movies.