Take Me Back to Web 1.0

Endless feeds, a sickness of scrolling
Corporate algorithms sowing their seeds
Ads assault my vision at every turn
Trapped in their data hook, I yearn

For a simpler time, free of likes and shares
My GeoCities lair, a digital home that cares

Web 1.0, a nostalgic call
Personal pages, the heart of it all
No influencers, no blue checkmarks to chase
Just blinking text and HTML, a familiar face
Web 2.0, a corporate farce
I long for the days when the net was sparse

Web 3.0, a hollow promise
Crypto dreams and blockchain follies
NFTs, a pyramid scheme in disguise
Get-rich-quick dreams before our eyes

They thought to recreate what was lost
But greed became the ultimate cost

Give me back my digital relics
Guestbook, hit counter, webring semantics
Under construction GIF, a work in progress
"Best viewed in Netscape," a nostalgic caress

The personal web calls me home
A space to blog, to rant, to roam
No likes, no shares, no corporate chains
Just me, my thoughts, and keyboard refrains

Take me back to Web version one
Where the internet was raw and fun