Like a spider I weave my web to live
My day begins with login
Ends with logoff
Password activates my soul, brings it alive
Find peace with friends’ online, offline
Chatting, sending messages of mine
Logging me in different roles
Find company in many, love in few
Web is my kingdom
Live like a king with many wives
Free to befriend those who love
Free to shun those who hate
Is web my prey or am I its victim?
Deeply embedded in this web of mine
I dread the day, everything goes offline
To be declared dead before am actually dead.