Hello observation bias my old friend. I’ve come to see you again. Because an internet argument softly creeping Left its seeds while I was sleeping And that alternative fact that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of observation bias

In restless dreams, I trolled alone Narrow threads of social media 'Neath the halo of a X I turned my collar to the facts When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a mobile alert That split the night And touched the sound of logical fallacies

And in the naked android app I saw Ten thousand tweets maybe more People texting without speaking People scrolling without readinf People writing posts that never shared No one dared Disturb the sound of observation bias

“Fools”, said I, “You do not know Facts like a cancer grows Hear my words that I might teach you Take my arms that I might reach you” But my posts like silent raindrops fell And echoed in the threads of social media

And the people bowed and prayed To the Facebook god they made And the sign flashed out its warning In the words that it was forming And the sign said, “The words of the influencers are written on the subway walls In tenement halls” And whispered in the sounds of observation bias.