Media Attention, Instant Gratification

Media Attention, Instant Gratification

A Poem by Carrie Manor


Media attention, give’em his instant gratification

breed a world of artificial intelligence.

He has no other life, but

he knows he’ll be famous someday.

Focused on a media fixation.


Blindly throwing his face,

on each and every page.

He says them guys

they’re his friends but

they’re hiding behind masks, he doesn’t know

who’s different or who’s the same?


It’s like a drug, running

he snickers, he knows he’s not innocent.

And he’s proud.

Smacking into walls,

buddy, you got no where to hide.

Your exposed, just like a fly.


Media attention, give’em his instant gratification

breed a world of artificial intelligence.

He has no other life, but

he knows he’ll be famous someday.

Focused on a media fixation.


Pull out his phone, you’ll see he’s become

just a skeleton hanging in the closet.

Can you bleed in the cyber world?

He’ll let us know, they’ll all be dry in no time.

Don’t spare us the suspense.

Maybe he should throw his fate,

Now, he’s runnin’ in circles and sceamin’.


He reminds me of October.

Warm, cold you’ll never know.


--Blink!--

Welcome, it’s Reality!

Staring at your red bloodshot eyes,

right in front of your face.

He knows he’s gotta face a new day.

Hold him up, so he can feel the sun.

or can’t he? Cause he’s to self absorbed?

Welcome boy to the real world.


But all you wanted was attention,

a taste, a lick of this gratification

your red eyes chasing this media fixation.


Now it’s time for him to pick it up.

Hopes, dreams, future aspirations...

Ready?... Detonate!


But all you wanted was this attention,

just a little taste, a lick of this gratification

your red eyes chasing this media fixation.



© 2013 Carrie Manor


Author's Note

Carrie Manor
* About a self-absorbed cyber bully, (rather addicted to social media) who only thinks of himself, doesn’t consider the consequences of his actions, and doesn’t consider those he’s hurting. He’s only concerned with becoming ‘famous’.

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Bonjour! My name is Carrie Manor. Believe it or not but I’m eighteen years old. I’m not to particular fond of computers or the internet, but I enjoy this opportunity to share my writing a.. more..

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