Whispers in the Digital Realm

Amidst the chatter and the noise,
A marketing company deploys,
Listening in on secrets shared,
With gadgets, screens, and voices bared.

Silent spectators of our daily lives,
Infiltrating homes with cunning guise,
They eavesdrop on our every word,
Intent on making sales absurd.

Our whispers, once confined to air,
Now float through cyberspace, aware,
Becoming fodder for their targeted aim,
For ads that seek our wallets to claim.

But amid the sea of endless ads,
We yearn for privacy, it seems, so sad,
To regain the essence of whispers true,
Untarnished by marketers’ greedy view.

Oh, let our words be heard by those we trust,
Not intercepted by corporations in a rush,
To redefine whispers as commodities sold,
Our privacy is a treasure, not to be controlled.

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