Digital Prostitutes

They tore their clothes and called it beauty
Dancing to the tunes like jokers playing poker
It all looked like a circus act, 
the only difference being the audience dint have to pay a penny
People called them influencers for showing half the booty and half of bosoms'
While the real influencers sharing knowledge were satisfied with good old 12 disciples
The fakesters grew their wombs to carry millions
Oh what do I call this I wondered? Am no Shakespeare to coin a new word
But wouldn't it be apt to call this Digital Prostitution? 
Sometimes I feel, we were better off living among actual people
Not the Siris or Alexas and apparently not with Digital Lovers
The young minds lost virginity to digital prostitutes
while the actual lovers suffered a self doubt and loss of Love
They called it connecting people together
And I seriously wonder if they meant what they said
We got connected, but with families and friends and several other parasites
The parasites, slowly feeding on our time, energy and the very crux of our souls
Glued to the glittering screens and the fancy digital worlds
we divorced our well wishers and traded their places with unstable 0s and 1s

Funny how they called it Love, making Love with a soul everyday

Funny how they called it advancement