For your friends, are my friends
And my friends, are your friends
The more we get together
The easier we forget that
Just rage, rant, rebut—
Do the most
So... before I let your “friend”
Who knows you so well
Drag you for filth
For the odd stuff you tell
And expose the hypocrisy
Of your new-found philosophy
I’ll swiftly delete your post
This, my friends is a nonsense-free zone
Take your wild debates down a tad
But my concern, as I recently learned
Is when your comments come off as mad
Or malicious, untrue, or combative
Do YOU think that I’m the only reader?
There are people here, who have zero fear
And in games of clapback?
They’re the leader.
And if they think you’ve crossed a line
They don’t even have to know you
And with choice words
And memes quite absurd
Tell you why YOU shouldn’t dare argue
Perhaps you’ve been waiting to tell someone off
Or bring them down a peg
Or show someone you’re more refined than they are
Or you have a pardon to beg
But you have to be careful who you come for
And how—
You might get your face cracked
You’ve got old friends on here
Who are brimming with all of the deets
That others lacked
See, that Sea of Forgetfulness
That God won’t fish in
Is the site for deep-sea dives
Especially when those who knew you when
Want to show you that they’re still alive
So when you puff up
With self-righteousness, bigotry
Judgments, against others who
Are currently dealing with; struggling over
The same stuff that YOU used to do
You may want to remember
Those old “friends” of yours
Might just be my new “friends”, too
And while MY Mom taught me
To deal peacefully
Your friend’s filter may have lost a screw
And from that deep sea
They’ll emerge, gleefully
With receipts—more than a few
And while all are asleep
Visit MY wall, and under YOUR comment
Will ask, “Is this YOU?”
VRWc2024
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