Saturday, January 2, 2016
Ode to Facebook
I like to believe that
I will save the world from
certain destruction if
I immediately repost this
- illuminating comparison of the similarities between two presidential assassinations,
- thinly-veiled criticism of the current administration's platform disguised as an economics professor
failing his entire class
- little-known fact about ATMs that can help my friends thwart the next gun-toting thief to accost them
- potentially life-changing article about how baby carrots are REALLY made.
Alas, but for snopes, I could truly make a difference.
I want to change the world.
And if I could cause five years of good luck
to rain down on the heads of thirty of my
closest friends, just by sharing with them
the most adorable picture of
- a kitten snuggling up to a pig
- a field full of organic, non-GMO, cage-free wildflowers (no animals were harmed in the taking of this
photograph) with an inspiring quote from someone unknown but obviously wise and eloquent person
- piles of money,
I would share in less time than it takes my heart to beat.
But I can't give what isn't mine.
All I have are poetry, stories, and (some would say) useless thoughts.
They're not airbrushed or photoshopped or perfect.
They're not anti-bacterial or peer-reviewed or politically correct.
Sometimes they're not even polite.
But they're mine, and they're true, and they're all I have to give.
And in some way, I hope they help.