'friends'
It says on your facebook page how many friends you have
Four hundred and sixty, wow you are very lucky
But it does make me wonder
Say you were to get mugged or robbed, lose your wife or your job
Or be struck down with depression or cancer
How many of those four hundred and sixty ‘friends’ would
Come to your aid and be there for you to support you
Without hesitation or something to gain?
How many could you truly count on in the heat of the battle?
When the odds are stacked against you and the consequences maybe hard to handle
I hope the answer is a lot, but I rather suspect that it’s not
How many times have you spoken to these four hundred and sixty ‘friends’?
How many times have you seen them and done things together like friends?
If the answer isn’t much, it’s time to kick them into touch
Don’t worry, you don’t have to speak to them, or tell them to their face
Thanks to the internet you can just click them into space
It’s easy, I know, cos like you I used to have lots of ‘friends’
Now I have just a few friends and maybe I don’t look so cool
But when the moment comes and I’m in trouble I’ll know who to turn to
And I won’t have to scroll down a list the length of a football pitch
I’ll just look in my phone, in my phone list they easily fit
Size doesn’t matter, it really is true
It’s all about quality not quantity and I know that’s a cliché too
But there you go that’s the way it is
Time to trim back your friend list
Copyright © Jason Walker | Year Posted 2015
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