Guilt Porn



She opened it to browse through,
See what her friends have been upto,
What if there is something new,
Wouldn’t want to be the one who missed it,
Would you?

She is browsing through when a story comes her way,
That of a child whose legs were cut and yet she smiled,
“That is Brave. Here take a Like.”
Looks at her feet to Thank the Lord,
“I need a new colour. This is disgusting.”

Further down is a funny video of how men treat women,
“This is witty and thought-provoking.”
The phone interrupts with a beeping image,
“He is crazy and dirty. Now I need to reply back.”
The phone is taken inside another room,
And an image sent back in reply,
Received and stored by another phone,
To be sold online after the break up.

The journey continues after the joyful interruption,
Like the 9GAG, Share the Meme,
Share the hopeful video,
Made by a corporate house which sells greed,
Share the meaningful quote on life,
That brave feel good story which made you cry,
Then see the new collection of your favourite brand,
And forget the online blitzkrieg of life lessons you just had.

He is online after a very long time,
Let’s see what has changed and importantly,
Who still hasn’t?

He sees the story of the crippled girl and moves on,
He finds the video of “How Men Treat Women” idiotic,
He has his own rules and likes,
Maybe he will be the wiser one.

He opens another site and sees War trending,
There he goes tweeting in support of one and disdain of the other,
Little did he know that the Soldier dying didn't need a tweet,
But a prayer and a doctor.

Yet tweets are all he gets.

He sees a picture about war.
Comments as if it will change the world,
Feels good about his contribution,
Now is ready to see some porn.

He finishes his “intense workout”,
Returns to his online congregation,
Sees a letter about the challenges a woman faces today,
“Ah the guilt. I am disgusting for what I did today.”
Shares the letter with full agreement,
The inner feminist is feeling pride,
But dies a quick death,
When he salivates at his friend’s profile.

Short shorts and a pretty mouth,
This photo is worth saving.
Let us not think,
“She asked for it when she uploaded.”

“Blame us not for this,
We are trying to be hopeful in this cruel,cruel world,
Saving the world isn’t our responsibility.”
But don’t you remember,
That like you gave to the three month old girl,
She died without even knowing the world.

Castles of Denial we built,
Imbibing all that we see fit,
“Forget actions, take my intentions”
Move over charity, here is a new enemy,
When actions could have saved someone,
A penny and a sign of encouragement,
You chose to squander away hollow appreciation,
When it was time to be quiet and pray,
You lamented how your I-Phone had gone away.

Like descendants of Narcissus,
We are monsters-in-denial,
We love ourselves and what we do for the world,
It is the age of the “Saviour Delusion”.

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