Facebook Poem by Justin Reamer

Facebook

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When I go onto the internet
To explore this foreign country
In which no one has dared to
Do beforehand in which we stand,
I realise that this foreign country
Has a name, and it has been settled
By many people, including me,
Since the year 2004.
This country is called Facebook,
A cyber country that
Was discovered by Mark Zuckerburg
Back in early 2004.
People have explored it for the
Longest time, and even I
Have been lured into its immense mystery.

As I enter the country's border,
Which I sail to it by the ocean,
And enter upon its solid, sandy shores,
I come upon a border guard,
Who demand I give him my name.

'Hey! You there! What's your name? '
He asks me, in his solid, gaunt voice.

'My name is Tom Wolfe, sir,
And I come here from the land
Of Holland, Michigan, for a
Vacation, ' I said to him.

'Ah, so you are the man named
Super Mario, ' he said, looking
Through his logbook. 'What is
Your password, dear sir? '

I said to him, 'My password is LuigiRock774,
Mr Border Guard.'

'Do you have your visa? ' he asked me.

'Visa? ' I asked him.

'Your passport.'

'Yes, I do, ' I said, and gave it to him,
Setting it in front of his face.

'Very good, ' he said. 'I will
Check it for you.'

'Thanks, ' I muttered,
Watching him peruse my visa.

The border guard checked his logbook
And perused it carefully.
'You are admitted to pass, Tom.
Be careful about what you say and do.'

'Thank you, ' I said to him. 'Thank you
Very much.'

I passed the border guard as I
Entered the land of Facebook,
And I was amazed to see what I found.
There were people in groups of all sorts,
Some meeting in public,
And some meeting in quiet, secluded areas,
As if in secret.
People were sending mail to others
Through their mailboxes like
The US Postal Service does. They did
Not even need a stamp to send their letters.
People were sharing photos with
Each other through their photo albums.
They were showing movies they had made
On a big projector screen.
They were recommending videos
To each other, as well, of what they
Had seen and heard.
Advertisers of big corporations such as
Microsoft and Apple, Inc., were going
Around and advertising,
And everyone was 'liking' everything they brought.

There were books with pages and pages
Of information, and
People were 'liking' that, too.
People were texting each other on their cell phones,
Having the best times of their lives.
People were playing addicting arcade games for free.
I thought to myself,

No wonder why Facebook is
A good vacations spot. It is its
Own little country!
People go here all the time. It
Blew my mind away. I could not
Believe this. Facebook had the largest
Population in the entire world.
It was crazy beyond belief.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 28 May 2013

Facebook, facebook, with this go round and round the world, no need of visa, passport here. wonderful invention really, good poem, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment and vote.

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