by Maabad Said
Behold, Cometh the age…
Of the fan page sage…
That clicketh in rage…
Till the night grows old…
And visions turn blurry…
You a Facebook Revolutionary…
Create a page from the get go…
Quote Ghandi and Che on your info…
Refresh your screen…
To count your newest LIKEs…
It grows in the same proportions…
As unjust prisoners…
Going on hunger strikes…
Till their own weight…
They can no longer carry…
You a Facebook Revolutionary…
Publish a patriotic note…
To share… Or not to share…
That IS the only question…
Surely, you don’t need to be tear-gassed…
To practice free expression…
It’s actually, quite the contrary…
Cause…
You a Facebook Revolutionary…
Grew some dreads and talked about Jah…
Shaved your head and preached about Allah…
Googled your African roots…
No benefit in being kicked…
By some lieutenant’s boots…
See, you are not his adversary…
You a Facebook Revolutionary…
But you’re an intellectual…
You were schooled…
You took, like what, one, two philosophy classes…
But so did that Government official…
Opening fire at the masses…
But what more can you do…
You a virtual visionary…
You a Facebook Revolutionary…
While Some burnt flags…
While Some get dragged…
You felt that much bigger…
Every time you got tagged…
So, Go ahead…
Publicize your links…
Post your comments…
Join your groups…
Create your events..
But when setting the dates…
don’t forget…
To check your itenarary…
You a Facebook Revolutionary…
If no longer…
Can you defend me…
Go ahead and “unfriend” me…
Though I present a different choice…
To block and ban this tireless voice…
One final action, one last resort…
Scroll down to the end of the page…
and press “Report”…
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