For good or evil
a social network can mobilize masses,
topple dictators, reveal state or personal secrets, 
friend a few thousand,
promote a product or self,
sell anything, share everything.

Nothing is lost or laid to rest,
the slip of a political tongue,
a frozen-faced wife standing by her man 
played and replayed.
History in the making big or small
in words and pictures
at your fingertips, beck and call.

It seems there’s Afterlife after all.