In the Digital Mirage

In the glow of screens, where shadows play,

Don’t believe all you see; it’s a deceptive display.
Behind every smile, a story may hide,
Some weave tales of grandeur, while truth is denied.

Beware of the whispers that lure you in close,
Not all who reach out have your best interests at heart.
In reviews that sparkle, some truths are obscured,
Paid for and polished, their honesty blurred.

Success stories glitter, but not all that glows,
Is rooted in struggle, where real growth flows.
Advice from the masses, take heed and be wise,
For not every voice holds the truth in their guise.

Flashy ads attract with promises grand,
But often they lead to a treacherous land.
Trends come and go, like the tide on the shore,
Stay true to your values, don’t chase after more.

Random requests for your kindness or cash,
May hide darker motives, a dangerous clash.
Guard your own secrets, don’t share them too freely,
For some may misuse what they learn about thee.

In the realm of comparison, many lives seem bright,
But behind every filter, there’s a struggle in sight.
Misinformation spreads like a wildfire’s breath,
So question the words, don’t dance with their death.

Engage with intention, not every chat’s gold,
Some lead to the drama, where hearts can grow cold.
Not all connections are genuine threads,
Some are but shadows, where sincerity treads.

Tutorials may promise the world in a glance,
But not all that glitters deserves a second chance.
Beware of the giveaways, scams in disguise,
They’re fishing for data, with deceptive lies.

Emotional traps may seek to ensnare,
Don’t let them dictate how much you should care.
Your worth isn’t measured by likes or by shares,
True joy comes from within, not from strangers’ stares.

So, stand firm in your journey, let your spirit be free,
Don’t let the online world dictate who you should be.
For beauty is varied, and strength lies in you,
In a world full of filters, let your true self shine through.

Don’t chase after trends, or let others define,
The path that you walk, or the dreams that are thine.
Stay grounded in values, let your heart be your guide,
In the vastness of the internet, let your true self abide.

A Poem For all Ages - MGS

I write a poem that makes the world see, a woven thread wherein hearts can be free. I write a poem that older folks feel, echoes of wisdom, truth that is real. I write a poem that the youngsters think, a spark of imagination, a vibrant ink. I write a poem that made the world known, in verses and stanzas, our stories are sown. I write a poem that makes the world blue, a reflection of sorrow, a true glance. I write a poem that makes the older folks cry, for memories cherished and moments gone by. I write a poem that makes youngsters mourn, for dreams that have faded and hopes that are torn. I write a poem to make the world healed, with love as the balm and compassion revealed. I write a poem to make the world smile, a gentle reminder to pause for a while. I write a poem to make the older hope, a bridge to the future, a way to cope. I write a poem to mak...

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Why We Need to Stop Wasting Our School Lunch Recently, a teacher raised a frustrating concern: students are throwing away the school-provided lunches. It’s a tough conversation, but it is one we need to have. The lunch provided by the PSS (Public School System) is a privilege. Many communities and organizations do not have the resources to offer free daily meals, and we are fortunate to have this support. Being thankful for what we receive creates a better school environment and shows appreciation for the staff who work hard to feed us every day. If you don't want to eat your meal, please do not throw it in the trash. Give it to a classmate who wants it. Consistently discarding food creates negative feedback that could jeopardize the entire lunch program. If we want this program to survive, we need to adapt. That means being willing to eat fruits and vegetables, rather than just sticking to the usual foods we prefer. This program is an opportunity to build healthier eating habi...

The Author's Unspoken Words (MGS Writings)

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