The Real You/ What Fruit do You Bear?

If people could see
The Real You
What would they think?

Not your Facebook or Instagram
Or Twitter
Not your inner voice
Or your dreams.
Only you, friend.

You, as you dream of your perfect body,
Eating pizza and watching TV.

You, as you bemoan animal cruelty,
But neglect to donate money or time.

You, as you pepper the internet with insults,
Too afraid to contribute yourself.

A warrior with a username.
And nothing without it.

Fantasize, dream
There's nothing wrong with that.
But you will accomplish nothing
Until you act.

Everyone is full of
Opinions, ideas, and empathy
But what do you do with it?

You are judged, my love,
By your fellow man and God,
By what you do.
By what you produce.
By who you help.

Any tree that does not bear good fruit
Is to be cut down
And cast into the fire.
It may be a tree
that retweets for charity
And likes and shares for Jesus,
But what fruit does it bear?

Reviews

[VanessaV]

Wow, I'll be the first to admit that I have no idea how to judge poetry but this is impactful. And, it describes practically everyone. Now and days, it's so easy to fall behind a screen, let it shield you from what really happens.

We walk a thin thread of reality with social media. This reminds me of an interesting article I read about how Facebook has turned us emotionally null. We see a sad story, you share it, or like it and then move on. Nothing but, "Oh man, that sucks." and continue scrolling.

Thank you for the enlightening read.