cue low soothing music....I'm about read some poetry

Don't get me wrong I love Facebook, Twitter..all that, but I wrote a social/ political poem for class about it...called, what else, SOCIAL NETWORKING:


A blue and white logo
invites him into a world
where companions,
classmates,
and strangers all share
the nametag of friend.
Providing a connection
that replace phone calls,
but adds late night chats
and wall posts.
Missing out on the joy
of ‘you had to have been there’
moments.
Never feeling the comforts
of a much-needed hug.
His computer never sleeps,
his keys scream for rest.
Fingers that grow stiffer
with every status.
Attached to this life
he has created, far from reality.
Deceived by notifications,
believing it means
people care.
Looking to facebook
as a release, from the world
he lives in.
Sinking deeper
into this fantasy,
longing for the two worlds
to merge.
Gradually his desire
for phone calls
will no longer
exist.
Completely consumed
with feelings
of acceptance from people
he will never meet.
Not realizing
that social networking
cannot replace the beauty
of experiencing life
unregulated by a delete key.