Facebook Sonnet 216 From face to everything, this book's uncatchable Speed, what Mark, when he concocted it, Hadn't any inkling, and can't himself be able To hold it back from making its own writ, On its each verso and on its each recto, With the pleasure pen of humanity And in inks of black and red and yellow; As Mark can't but stare at his upfront discovery Guiding the sapiens sapiens to a region Of light and, too, misguiding by abetment With fun and frolic, through disinformation -- A deathknell in the garb of entertainment. Beware, a double-edged sword is Facebook -- A benefactor, and 'so a dauntless crook. ©️ N P Samal