I am not yet old; O listen to me.

Let not your desire, for therapy, override my right.

You are exploiting me for likes on Facebook & shares on Instagram?

O listen to me and I will show you the light.

Congratulations, I am your new baby!

I am not yet two, but you have thousands of my photos online.

Facebook, WhatsApp, sharing my form is your hobby.

O listen to me, and let me turn nine.

Before sharing me online, Consider this matter.

How would you feel, if your parents were in charge!

Of your online presence, and you had no say in the matter.

O listen to me, wouldn’t you charge?

Whose life is it, anyway?

You say everyone is doing it.

That it makes you feel good! When you get the likes & the shares.

O listen to me, does it make it right?

I will get older, with rights to privacy!

I am still young, and cannot give permission.

I will hold you accountable, for infringing my privacy.

For turning me into a child porn! Oh listen.

You get a dopamine kick, when you share the video, the photo today.

Mum, Dad, have you thought it?

It might come back to haunt me someday!

And you will be nowhere in the scene, O hear me out!

I am not yet mature, Oh hear me and heed my cry.

Do not share my name, my photo, my likes, my dislikes, and my cleft.

I am not a prop; I am not your toy.

Oh, listen to me, and protect me from identity theft.

Do not post my photos, please I implore.

Whether am in the tub, bed, the chair, dressed or undressed.

Mum, they’re everywhere, the molesters, and they are looking for these.

And they do not have my interests at heart.

Oh, listen to me!

And keep me offline.

Until I become of age.

And take charge of my presence online.