It all seems from my bubble,
That the world is in a muddle.
I recently joined twitter, so I could dance among the birds
Sharing important thoughts, through links and limited words,
I know I’m in a bubble, which is vulnerable and strong
There are many looking in, who think my thinks are wrong,
Looking out I try to understand their point of view
And wonder if their voice is mass or that of few,
Is it the voice of the masses that is right?
Or do the masses speak from a place of fright?
Have the people become agentic, as leadership evaporates,
And our supposed leaders are boss-like in their dictates?
Media seems less autonomous and thoughts need approval,
Whilst (religious) bills pass without due perusal?
It all seems from my bubble,
That the world is in a muddle.