The Echo Chamber

Title: The Echo Chamber

In this digital realm, a choice so dreary,
Opting into link history, we’re made weary.
Facebook and Instagram, their grasp so tight,
Our consent for ad targeting, a bittersweet plight.

Through the algorithm’s unyielding mold,
Our preferences and habits they fiercely hold.
In this vast network, they reach far and wide,
Crafting tailored ads, their techniques they hide.

Echoes of our actions, endlessly resounding,
Linking our past, a haunting surrounding.
Targeted with precision, these ads invade,
Our privacy, traded, for their fortune and trade.

We scroll through timelines, a constant bombardment,
Ads disguised as content, efforts relentless.
Our choices unknowingly mapped, they peer into our core,
Manipulating our desires, leaving us craving more.

But in this tangled web, do we truly consent,
To be cogs in their machine, their profits augment?
For in this digital dance, we must be aware,
Of the price we pay, as they track us with care.