Good old Facebook
Leaves you struggling to face your book
Or is it the language on Twitter
Which makes you shiver and dither?
My weak will makes me decide
To flow with the wrong tide
Then a Messiah suddenly appears
And I have got to tidy my affairs
‘Your best bet’ to me he says
‘Is to log out of this space’
Come apart and rest awhile
Or you might just well fall apart
There is this place of all places
With luscious greens and friendly faces
Where you can recollect and reconnect
Better than on LinkedIn or any other connect
It was truly as he said
I will never forget all that I heard
‘Friend, what are you doing romping nigh
When you should be flying high?
Burning all that time on the internet
Instead of building a lovely nest
Make a statement if you please
Work well and say cheese
Balance your accounts daily, don’t delay
Not just your business but your way
Make thee well the value of little things
They will bring you manifold blessings.’
It’s left to me when all is said and done
To begin to cool off or to burn
© 2013 Amaka Anozie
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Thanks Frank.
Nice piece