Social Media

Social Media: A Sonnet

As a professor once did impart,

Those who shun social media's art,

Risk social isolation's sting.

A strange conundrum, this I bring.

While crowds around me, heads hung low,

Their fingers tapping, faces aglow,

I watch the hawks, the larks I hear,

I feel sunshine's embrace, I taste a tear.

I stand here, flesh and blood, alive,

My gaze you freely may contrive.

Or do you fail to see me stand,

Lost in your screen, a distant strand?

The tool becomes the tyrant's guise,

The question lingers in our eyes:

Who, in this realm, is truly near,

Whose heart and soul are truly here?