World War Web.

those who are offline
are those, who are off time
If they do not move ahead
they will be left behind
or, are we captured and kept
in a place called the internet
how do we survive, without Wifi
a hour over hot lava or Chi tea
I feel the real of it, but can we be cured
or heal of it, walking around heads
held down can't see up from ground
from looking down
losing so much ground
we are bound for drown
stuck in limbo, how low can we go
so far we're batting a hundred
on to a thousand pounds of zero
just dead weight, how much does 
led weigh, plugged in like a hot plate
too many guns on my street
one might be aimed at me
I don't buy into propaganda
that's why I don't watch a lot of TV
I shod my feet, in the depth of winter
I'm prepared for desert heat
on Nintendo or outside my window
I stay in the middle, so take a
deep breath, your head just a little
you missed, want to try again