Discernment

Down the hole I crawl,
Echoes of “Drink Me” and “Eat Me” call
To a domain where tastemakers reign,
Truth a hostage in the hawkers’ game.

Screens glow with Wonderland’s guise,
Truths and lies meet earnest eyes.
“Shrink waist,” “Build jawline,” they boldly claim,
A mad tea party of deceit and shame.

Through Cheshire’s broad, grim grin,
Reality’s walls crumble thin, thin, thin.
Weeding wisdom from sophistry spun,
Discerning truth’s not easily done.

Past the Queen’s rallying shouts,
“Loyalty’s in, resistance is out!”
Her peanut gallery echoes and jeers,
“Why bother with facts when we can fear?”

Yet the path from frenzy is brightly clear,
With childlike courage we hold so dear.
We challenge, we ponder, we unwind the snare,
Our quest for truth, so raw, so bare.

From the shimmering glow of monitor light,
We unravel webs in the shadows of night,
Marching forth, both brave and bold,
Seeking honest warmth in the darkest cold.

Our journey’s end, not a destination but a start,
For truth lies not just in data, but also in heart.
In Wonderland’s expanse, with eyes open wide,
We find our truth, our guide, our light inside.