First they came for Twitter,
And I did not speak out—
For I thought it was just noise.
Then they came for TikTok,
And I did not speak out—
For I dismissed it as frivolous.
Then they came for the indie bloggers,
The ones who told the stories no one else would,
And I did not speak out—
For their words were buried by algorithms.
Then they came for the journalists,
The ones who challenged the lies,
And I did not speak out—
For I thought truth could survive on its own.
Then a dictator rose,
Wielding tweets like weapons,
Spinning lies into chaos,
And I did not speak out—
For I believed he could never succeed.
Now the platforms are controlled,
The voices silenced,
And when I try to speak,
I find no one left to listen.