Comfortable Complacency

Idleness breeds Mindless curiosity towards the conceptual versions of what the truth is not
All these seem to keep me busy as the world chooses to Trend my nation #Nigeria
We are under siege it might seem but the reality of this realization is that many do not share this obvious burden

The average man has no access to social media, and is unaware of what a #(harsh tag) means
He finds no urgency in the #bringbackourgirls Trend, but rather would seek liberty from bondage
In my own personal life I have had to contend with #bringbackmysanity for my state of mind is like an abandoned building project
No one else seems to share in my incapacitation and so I blindly join in and retweet with the social media elite

The world is very different now! as nothing seems to be hidden anymore with every device
Containing a camera or sharing capabilities
The Fear of communication grips us all, as blackmail seems eminent amongst the youths
Privacy is nothing but a setting or status update on Instagram or twitter
As screen munching and snapshots Make a mess of keeping “things between us”

No need to weep as we are lowly in spirt; because we realize now that loyalty is becoming an Unpopular belief ” these days”
Standing alone, I face myself, for all I own is my handle and not my timeline
The sounds of the siren no longer signal respect or emergency but the arrival and entry of societal elites

What must the matter be ?
We once had it all but now fight to keep a little
Am i In danger of becoming a social zombie?
Another pressing issue is the rise of heartbreak amongst the youths, relationships are taking the wide road to the dead end

I am sure that many might relate to this but prefer to be sidelined in an attempt to avoid being #friendzoned
The weather is another thing that seems to be mind bothering , I just don’t get it!
Do I need an umbrella or sunblock? It seems that even mother nature is following the trend of the world into chaos

Motivational speeches and positive thinking alone might not be enough
These skits and flashes of thought I get and harbor make me feel like insanity is not far off
I consider the options I have left in my attempt to make meaning of the Impending doom ahead
The obvious answer Is this “The world is round it has no point”
We fear the Truth because its sudden silence can be deafening, for it seems very Likely that evil crawls within the loud gaps of The quiet