The message is fast,
Knowledge is cast,
In the air and we grasp.
In just one blink,
Everything in one click,
In many pages we pick.
Friends are many,
Are they really plenty,
In FB but not in reality.
Friends across oceans,
They are really many,
But who can you really see.
The Stone Age touch,
Are remembered,
As etched in stone.
These days of fast blink,
Friendship can end,
By just one click.
A poem from an old soul.