We all need that social inclusion The man at the top The outcast in confusion Bruised and abused and begging for some form of input.
The social media is shut For a few. So we have to go out and walk while we relearn how to talk And to interact. Backed into a corner we have no other way But to get out there And make somebody's day Whadaya say? Are you in for the long haul Or are you going to bail? Back to the laptop where friendships don't fail They're just discontinued.
I allude to myself When I talk of friends off the shelf A Twitter,a Facebook commodity An Oddity.
We need the contagion of spoken word orations to retain some form of relations Or we might as well just grunt and give life a groan. Moan if you like which you can in the zoo (Facebook to you) But we have to converse Yes,I know it's perverse But what else can we do?