The Lonely Tweet (poetic ' clipping the wings' version)

In the skies, where clouds they meet

Now is sent a lonely tweet

It travels to a land, so afar

Riding in a self-driving car

 

Along a road, marked by a x

Off a satellite, that does deflect

Truth to a future, that is unknown

On a storm of controversy, it is blown

 

Across a ocean of sharks, now set free

To devour the birds, until no more wings you will see

Done