Saturday, December 26, 2020

The Last Like

It used to be that
Keeping up with the Joneses
Only applied to families
In the neighborhood
At least walking distance away

But now with Facebook
And Instagram
It is no longer confined 
To families or nearby people
Not even in the same city

All trying to outdo each other
Or to showcase their lives
Activities possessions relationships
The world being the stage
Hoping as many eyes if not all

Will see what they are doing
Where and when with whom
Or with what they have
Posing smiling wearing or not
In awe of their beauty or glamour

Wanted envied admired
To feel alive
Lights camera action pose
Click send click send
The feel of accomplishment

Satisfaction of having presented
The moment of your life
Each "like" boosting that satisfaction
Anxious to get more likes
Oh how good that feels to be liked

Yes I am alive
I am liked
How great that I am
Envied by all
Awesomeness

The meaning of life
Reduced down to social media
Vanity no longer confined to Hollywood
But to everyone who owns a smartphone
Especially those who worship themselves

Hoping others will worship them
Everyone becoming a god or goddess
Except no self proclaimed god or goddess
Have the power to stand up against
The test of time

One wrinkle after another
One white hair after another
One day month year after another
One by one fading away 
From the limelight of social media

Some walking off
Others pushed off
The grand stage of youth
Yet others clinging on for dear life
Until it becomes embarrassing 

One way or another
All to leave the last pose
Last capture of the moment
The last Instagram post
The last like