Social MediaA Poem by Wilyem Clark
You'll never find me on Facebook,
Twitter, or any such High-octane platform. Out there the mere individual Gets buffeted by galeforce winds Of ridicule, perfidy, and assorted Rancid nutmeats of deception. Why place oneself in the path of storms? Pseudonymity and cautious scrims Erected to baffle the simpler villains Increases one's chances of survival, Of keeping integrity and sanity intact. A wink's more effective than bellowing, Especially if the third partying crowds Have plugged their ears with cotton. © 2018 Wilyem Clark |
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1 Review Added on March 23, 2018 Last Updated on March 23, 2018 AuthorWilyem ClarkWashington, DCAboutI've been writing poems since my teens (now in my 60s) and prose since the 1990s. It's been hard finding decent forums online--the free websites too often suffer sudden deaths. My "published" works ar.. more..Writing
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