Social Media

I’ve often been told it’s a risk to enroll
in the sites that so many attend –
where you create a page as a way to engage
any members you choose to befriend.

With a list that contains over two billion names,
it’s a good bet there’s someone you know,
you’re bound to get bites if you cast some invites –
your connections are certain to grow.

They’re media tools where there aren’t many rules,
where the residents come to opine
with social tirades and religious crusades –
or whatever they choose to consign.

Shots to adore – litter albums galore,
showing kids, graduations and pets,
some personal news, their political views
or a tribute – so no one forgets.

But if your concern is industrial churn,
there is one site that’s aimed at the pro –
a networking tool where professionals pool
as a way to remain in the know.

Where the nomadic fans of industrial clans
stay in touch with their industry-peers
through a backdoor address that they’ll always possess,
irregardless of altered careers.

It’s an excellent place for a pic of your face
and a bio with every pursuit –
successes you claim to bestow you with fame
as a beacon for those who recruit.

If you’re seeking a mate but you can’t get a date,
there are sites aimed directly at you –
their service ain’t free, but it’s well worth the fee
if it finds you a love that is true.

So many exist should you choose to enlist –
if you’re anxious to get on the grid,
but you must be aware that the details you share
might include things that others forbid.

Trashing your boss can result in a loss
if you’re reckless with things that you say,
or if trips to your page should depict you engaged
in what some might consider risqué.

Results can be cruel, if applying for school –
you can find yourself under the bus
when admissions peruse any sites that you use
and they find you’ve a proneness to cuss.

It’s a coin that you toss since the line that you cross
will result in a permanent stain
that you’ll never erase, for whatever you place
will endure in the public domain.