*Illustration reference:
Lord Byron by Henry Pierce Bone
Oh what an invention, social media
For we that shone and blazed in shadow;
Now you come each day to be in awe
Those who cannot wait to follow;
Search my bio on Wikipedia,
I care not if you think me shallow.
I did not live this life to be unrecognized -
But to be revered, pet and idolized.
See every angle of my angelic face
In a posture that is ever pleasing;
Never a moment shall go to waste
Every chance to grandstand I’m seizing;
Each detail curated so it be placed,
Insatiable are desires I’m squeezing
A million views and more still counting -
Not content till mountains are a-mounting.
I would never wish, till my dying day
To have ever toiled in obscurity;
Nor go unheard, for such things I’ve to say
Such influence I will have o’er thee;
Though there be no reason to have such sway,
In the words of Paul McCartney, “Let it be.”
Oh what power in the co-opting of -
All the words that ere be spoken on love.