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Ezra Bature
Tuesday 16 December 2025

Social Zoom trend

The phone lights up before morning prayer.

A screen opens,
and modesty is the first thing to lose signal.

Girls learn the algorithm early.
less cloth, more reach.
A dance becomes a demand,
a body becomes content,
and applause replaces protection.

Breasts are no longer private language, they are thumbnails,
paused, zoomed, shared,
consumed by strangers
who will never know the cost.

They call it freedom.
But freedom should not need exposure to survive.
It should not trade dignity for data,
or self-worth for views.

The comment section feeds louder than parents.
“Go harder.”
“Show more.”
And silence greets the morning after.

Social media does not raise children
it markets them.
It rewards what shocks,
not what sustains.

Young girls watch and learn,
that attention is currency,
that the body is a shortcut,
that value disappears when the camera turns away.

Where are the elders in the feed?
Where are the voices saying,
You are more than a trend?

This is not about blame alone
it is about hunger:
for validation,
for escape,
for relevance in a loud world.

But when breasts become public property, and shame is renamed confidence, we must ask, who truly profits, and who is left exposed when the screen goes dark?

This is a warning, not a stone.
A mirror, not a whip. Because a society that consumes its daughters
will one day wonder why nothing sacred remains.



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