A man was handcuffed in the organ court,
Trembling he pleaded some support.
The judge brain could perceive,
All violent vibe he had received.
The eyes cried, sobbed, and weep,
Milord for months I could not sleep
This man tortured me with insta and Facebook.
Surfing Google, taking selfie with a new look.
His screen time was 18 hours,
My eyeballs were in pain all so sour.
Next witness was two hands
They are suffered most, they took the stand.
All the time the fingers were typing,
This man kept texting and wiping.
The man was in utter dismay,
Yes, he was a social media slave nothing to say.
The next on witness box was the stomach
Sir, I got nothing to eat, it pained so much.
This man watched videos for an hour at a stretch,
Swallowing junk food, without chewing, digestion did not match.
The worst was he ate all that was suggested,
I had to work hard to get it digested.
The backbone was also in pain,
Oh! Laptop he sat he could not refrain.
No precaution, no cushion, he is taking,
All my vertebra and bones acting.
The legs had little less complain,
While this man laid to watch was insane.
They almost slipped with his selfie,
On mountains, in rivers, on rocks, they were not happy.
Hum, the judge brain decided to put them in jail,
No, phone, no internet, no email, no bail.
Mercy my lord cried the man,
I will reduce my social media, my lan as much as I can.
But he was dragged to the forest dense,
to frugal the warmth of nature no more tense,
Man realizes the worth of natural beauty,
Now he picks phone only on duty… only on duty…