Un-Social Media

People posting, sharing their stuff
As people scroll through
They can get enough.
Your smiles
Your laughs
We see it all,
There is no need
For that crystal ball.

Why not keep quiet,
Privacy is  treasure.
Why is it so important 
To share your sadness 
Or your pleasure.

People you dont know,
They gorge on your stuff.
The keyboard warrior arises,
They can't tell
When enough is enough.
They spin it this way
So it serves their purpose.
Afraid to show their faces,
They hide behind the curtains

Privacy is my treasure
And I will guard it with my life.
So you wont see any pictures 
Of my kids, me or my wife.

But if you want to see me,
Or pop round for a chat 
You know where I live 
You know where I'm at.
Dont be afraid 
To knock at my door,
I love the company
I wish ot would happen much more
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Agustin Avatar
July 24, 2025 at 12:25 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
Mcconnell Avatar
March 20, 2021 at 5:27 AM
Such a true penned piece John, indeed we all miss that face to face chat as social media has robbed us of all of that. Good to meet a fellow Brit on AP, take care and keep safe, Gordon
Foreman Avatar
March 23, 2021 at 8:55 AM
Thank you Gordon for your kind words. Hopefully normal life will resume shortly. Stay safe my friend
Awtry Avatar
March 2, 2021 at 7:08 AM
Put the coffee pot on, I'm heading over! People used to do more visiting, didn't they? We are in a strange experiment and I wonder how it will turn out. Some good some bad no doubt. Enjoyed your poem :)
Foreman Avatar
March 2, 2021 at 9:04 AM
Oh the Joy's of simple face to face conversation and company over a coffee or a pot of tea. It's a crazy 24hr non stop world we live in. Thank you for your kind words, and of course the kettle is always on ??
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