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Here on my streets

I am happy to greet,

Those who I meet

Who are friendly to me,

It’s oh, so easy

So I just do not see,

Why things are different

On social media scenes,

There seems no reason

To ever really be mean,

To people you will never meet

Whether you agree or disagree,

It can remain friendly

But some can’t do that it seems,

It makes me wonder

If the net is good for society,

As it seems to bring the bad out

In people who don’t normally act that way,

And if you met them on the streets

Trust me, they wouldn’t act the same,

But hidden behind a screen

With a keyboard at their fingertips,

They seem to lose the plot

And also seem to lose their grip,

On what is fantasy and reality

It’s hard to understand, the causality.