Digital Bonfire

A click is a match
A post is gasoline
They build the bonfire
And call it divine justice

A trial in fifteen seconds
A sentence shaped like a meme
No one asks why
They just want to see the body bleed

The crowd has no face
Just thirst and a lit-up screen
Every share is a brick
In the fire that they light

Digital bonfire
Burning without a touch
No one sees my face
They just want to lynch me
Digital bonfire
They judge without looking
I'm trending
Before I can breathe again

Tomorrow they forgot my name
They went after someone else to hunt
My life became a notification
That no one wanted to delete

There is no court
Only algorithm
There is no defense
Only intimate lynching

Digital bonfire
Burning without a touch
No one sees my face
They just want to lynch me

A click is a match
A post is gasoline
And tomorrow it'll be your turn, neighbor