“Chad on His Soapbox”
Here comes Chad on his soapbox,
scrolling feeds and posting loud.
He claims he sees the world so clearly,
but his storm is just a digital cloud.
Chad picks fights in every comment,
tweets his rage in endless threads.
Whether in church memes or politics,
love is the casualty his anger spreads.
Oh, Chad, do you hear the silence growing,
do you see your words come echoing back?
One day your followers will stop showing,
and who will care when your feed goes black?
Oh, Chad, don’t you ever pause to listen?
don’t you see the hurt you’re handing out?
There are hands extended, tears that glisten —
step down from your soapbox, you’re missing out.
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Author:
crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 11th, 2025 05:14
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There are those that only have critical words to say, nothing good they see. It is easy to find fault when one looks for it in their life of misery. So much a happier life to find the beauty and save for the important issues one's energy. Nicely said Cryptic.
Yes sir, there are those. Thanks my dear friend 🙏🏻🕊️
Always a pleasure my friend
Good write, Arqios. Timely message.
Thanks, Jerry. Much appreciated 🙏🏻🕊️
Tremendous
Thank you, Thomas🙏🕊️
Rik, this one preaches without sermonizing...clever, convicting, and compassionate all at once. The final plea lands beautifully, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thanks, Tristan. Keep seatbelts fastened until the vessel has come to a full stop! 🕊️🙏
Amen! Will do! You are welcome, my friend!
Good write Chad, erm Arqios. Or.... just call me Chad. lol.
Cheers O🤣🙏🕊️
'Stop and Smell the Roses' in fact.
Plenty of these People about. Well Said.
Aye, dear poet. That would be so.🙏🏻🕊️
Wonderful! And the last line just smashed it!
FOMO man, fear of missing out🙏🏻🕊️
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