SOCIAMEDIALISM

A new whirlwind blows

And its dust shows

Not a soul knows

That it is a blessed wrap housing many foes

But I see its claws through its wings
II

It is like the god of love’s enemy

Unleashing on its host its fiery army

Sucking fun from blood to blood dealing

Making robotics the better feeling

More like a crown on the feet of a king
III

Minds meant for nation building now sit

Granting power of mouth to fingers in an apt fit

Hiding  behind shadows of images of succulent lasses

To act shameful “takers” from minds whose switches have gone to sleep

Putting clothes of shame on our motherland

Still, none seems to notice
IV

Never knew of “vapendism” 

Until their blend and escapades splashed on the new god

Which shows all the red meat in different bowls of colours

And the many colourful ladles

Which stir in different styles 

Throwing goosebumps of new need on bodies of the innocent

Making parents shiver at the thought of their wards audienceship

Chai! How no one sees beats me!
V

Gone are days when humanity nudged

When troubles sat on another’s pate

Gone are days when ears heard cries for help

Now all the cries have turned calls of video setting

For the fame of self made journalists

Who want to break news on the new god

Ha! This is interesting
VI

Isn’t it easy for secrets to now walk around

And place their bosses on centre stages?

Isn’t it easy to get to shoot rumours through armours of great men?

Isn’t the world going blind by the many artificial shinny stars

With no root but walking in talking boots?

Now we get to hug, kiss, smile show love in techniques

While reality weeps for keeps

What a wind!

Drawing us closer and apart all at once

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) July 29, 2017