Facebook In Prison

Facebook is in prison-how we are, you can realize. Only ghosts and elves loiter here- yet how will I flee, how will I run away leaving behind my ancestors' house? How painful it is to love men- you know, I know. Those who love and who find out the pearls and gems like divers are villains here. Heroes are those who possess the necks of gorillas, the claws of leopards and the eyes of vultures. Writing our sorrows and the news of our poems and flowers, we will not send more to the world- our two hands are tied with chains, our mouths are stuck with superglue and our Facebook is in prison.