Ode To LinkedIn
The market is run by ghosts,
Who'll never want to share.
Their lived world was for few,
So shall it be for LinkedIn.
No fact. No fiction. No satire.
Yet, LinkedIn dwells all.
All fighting for a need to use hands.
People pretend they best others,
Others do the same,
To some people, it's just a game,
But it will never be offline;
It's always a game online.
I haven't seen when it was simpler,
Yet, I root for us to go back!
I bless Moon for inspiring me.
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