A world on web, Facebook
written on computers not books
No existing citizens
But billions denizens
By click, Ghana reaches Uganda
Blacks and whites, like the panda
No tribes, no racism
Elites, poor but no favouritism
Joy and sorrow, posted
Chats and meetings hosted
Nm, igtg, Lol, Lmao-language
Profiles, large rooms withno luggage
Facebook, a church and club
Room of intellects and pups
Morning prayers, afternoon activities
Greetings from different countries
Voices of 'Angels on earth'
Roars against your birth
Works of the occults
To Mark Zuckerberg, an assault
Speakers of antichrist
Please leave us in our kryst
In comfort, we continue to hail
Whether heaven or hell.
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