Facebook Zucks
I gave you my list of friends,
Most important pictures, and memories.
I told you what I like, and what I buy;
Where I go, and what I do for fun.
I let you have my contact information and
Details of my life I only share with closest friends.
You have my art,
The poems of my heart,
My songs, longings, and silly sayings.
When I got angry
You gave me a blank page
To shout and
Spill my guts.
And in return,
You gave it all away to crooks and hacks,
Bad actors and a thousands angry trolls.
You left me jealous, stressed, and isolated.
My need for attention became an addiction.
You created an exaggerated and unrealistic
Vision of my friends’ lives.
You replaced or degraded
Moments I had with my friends and children.
You left me alone and apprehensive,
Slumped, and bent.
I am angry at people I don’t even know
Upset about things I don’t understand.
Manipulated by advertisers and foreign agents,
I am imprisoned to my tribe.
You came to me as a friend.
You promised truth, connection, memories, and knowledge.
You said it was all free.
You said nobody would get hurt.
Then you used algorithms to
Give me only what you thought I wanted.
Facebook is an abandoned well
With a neon sign, “Step Here”.
Sure, I let you do it, once.
But this is a chance.
Both of us,
Do better!
1 comment:
well done Jimmy. This poem sums it up.
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