Best Face Forward

‘Put your best foot forward’, old hat Now ‘Put your best face forward’ The more, the merrier Isn’t it so Dear? As if like Demon King, Ravana You had ten faces “Ten?” More than ten A face for every occasion But then ‘The best one’ Reserved ‘Reserved for whom?’ Not for you Not for me But That narcissistic selfie And then to wallow in ‘Likes’ Oh! Don’t be stupid Not that so yesterday ‘I like you’ But this so modern ‘Everybody likes me’ ‘Like’- that abstract feeling Has suddenly become countable But then These likes Come with a condition ‘You like me’ And then, in turn ‘I like you’ A perfect ‘Give and take’ For all those On-line friends’ sake Now amongst the race For these likes Where is the real you? Suffocating beneath The mound of ‘likes’ ‘Phew’! But why should it bother you Your life Dependent on your face And your face Dependent on others’ ‘likes’ So, please continue on Put your best face forward There’s nothing called ‘Real’ In this fictitious world So, why should you alone be bothered?