Wednesday, February 8, 2012

I want more FB, you now have an IPO

FB, you promised me connectivity

With friends and things of myriad variety.


A platform virtual you gave to me

To tell the world what I like, look and see.


I wake to logon, log-off to sleep

You are my virtual diary I share and keep.


What I shared had value because of me

It wasn’t data or information; ne’er a possibility.


But now it seems there is value to my voice

An FB IPO of $ 5 billion; ain’t that nice?


Ad’tisers, mark’ters can now hit me with their product

On FB I have become a sitting duck.


What I say, share and post

Has now come to haunt me like a Dickensian ghost.


FB like Christ has turned water into wine

Let FB users partake in this feast divine.


If FB gains from my info and time

Shouldn’t FB pay to use what is mine?

Saturday, February 4, 2012

Leave them kids alone

Kids are cute, kids are nice
Kids are anything that advertisers wish to symbolise.

Kids are cheap, kids are many
Kids act out anything from serious to funny.

Kids are innocent. Some parents a tad greedy?
Put their kids in adverts which are morally seedy.

You ain't doing enough kids tell their ma and pa
Just so that companies can rake in the moolah.

For the company it is not always about da money
It's about looking good in front of many.

Take for example two companies that mine
Who use kids to burnish their shine.

Well known for their exploits; one in sugared drinks da other in bauxite
These co's use kids to divert from what they exploit.

Urban kids singing peace, rural kids learning
What pay's for these ads looses it's meaning.

And so through the TV another world is created
Leaving demands for justice, environment, health unsatiated

How is it that something so small and innocent,
Manufacture's hope for the one percent?