Ode to the Modern Age

In the realm of ones and zeros, where memes and dreams collide,

A tale unfolds of pixels bold, in the digital divide.

Behold the age of endless streams, where likes are sought and earned,

A satire of our cybernetic dreams, in code and data churned.

Once upon a server farm, where algorithms dance,

Where selfies reign and tweets proclaim the state of circumstance.

In the kingdom of connectivity, where Wi-Fi waves doth soar,

A satire of the modern age, a jest forevermore.

The saga starts with social feeds, a carnival of faces,

Filtering flaws and fables, in virtual open spaces.

Oh, Instagram, the artful stage, where life's a filtered show,

Each post a curated masterpiece, a highlight reel to glow.

In pixelated poetry, the hashtags rise like steam,

#LivingMyBestLife, #Goals, a utopian dream.

But behind the scenes, in bedrooms dim, where influencers conspire,

A satire of a life well-lived, the virtual satire.

Twitter, oh, the avian symphony, where thoughts are free to soar,

In 280 characters, wisdom's found and hashtags roar.

Politicians tweet profound, a manifesto short and sweet,

A satire of profundity, in tweets that rarely meet.

YouTube, the visual vortex, where creators make their mark,

A satire of the vloggers, in the realm of disembark.

Unboxing joy and makeup lore, tutorials in glee,

A satire of the endless scroll, the clickbait jubilee.

In the dungeons of the dark web, where secrets intertwine,

A satire of anonymity, where mischief plots malign.

Cryptocurrency, the wizard's gold, in blockchain spells entwined,

A satire of the digital coin, a market undefined.

Tinder, oh the dating dance, where swipes decide our fate,

A satire of the love pursuit, in profiles we create.

Swipe left for love, swipe right for fun, in the quest for digital romance,

A satire of the dating game, a fleeting, pixelated chance.

Virtual reality, where realms are built in code,

A satire of alternate worlds, where avatars implode.

In pixel wars and pixel peace, where pixel love is found,

A satire of reality, in the pixels that surround.

So here we are, in cyberspace, a satire of our age,

In ones and zeros, memes and dreams, the digital engage.

A symphony of satire, where laughter's code is stored,

In the grand saga of the modern age, a jest forevermore.