Because globalization is causing people like me
Americans
To have identity crises on a vastly large scale
I cannot decide what to do
Or how to go by doing it
Or when exactly to start
And I get text messages
From people too lazy to talk
And I reply
Because I’m lazy too
And having shielding my identity crisis
With technological distraction
That presents the false truth that we all are more connected
While tearing us further and further apart
And I’ll send this poem via email to a friend
Who will read it and laugh at the irony presented within
And who will text me to say
Nice job
You’re so talented
And I will text back spelling thanks with an x on the end
Because globalization is leveling the playing field
And I don’t want to know about it
I want to talk to my friends without talking to them
And order my frozen coffee
And buy my organic milk
While wearing my slightly-comical protest t-shirt that no one gets
And thinking about sponsoring a kid in Africa for thirty-five cents a day