the problem with facebook
or social media
it's voiceless, like a book,
tomes of academia

arid and dry,
blunt and dead,
like burnt pie
or stale bread.

words in a message
cannot emotions assuage,
convey tone or gauge
happiness or rage

if what one smile can do
cannot a thousand words
if one vocal 'thank-you'
like the dawn songbirds

warms the heart,
and engages senses,
as a voice imparts
the feel in sentences

a poet with his prose
seeks to give over
the emotion transpose
from writer to reader

with art and dexterity
he crafts his rhyme,
capturing mirth, sincerity,
sound patterned in time.

what can the brief answer
hope to convey
a deft one-liner
chips from expressaway?

a click here, a 'like' there,
humanity at the mercy of cheap software,
the whims of the callous and apathetic
making your mood, creating fetich.

oh for the warmth of father and son
the ripple of water in afternoon sun
the spider in waiting in web newly spun
the waft and aroma of caramel bun

life's way deeper than a smiling emoticon
facebook likes or poem voted on
don't let the others rule your life
do what you love and give all a fife.