The Award

There it sits pretty like a trophy wife-
The glistening proof that you lived a worthy life,
Your feed would be flooded ,the algorithm will behave-
Likes,comments,hearty reactions, reshares and saves.
Yes ,that smile is befitting-
This evening your gown is second to none in its fitting,
Lady of the hour true woman of power,
The community cheers you on without any signs of feeling sour.
The heady night turns to morning-
The clock kept ticking,
It’s okay if you are the only one in mourning-
Surely that ego got a massage and those wounds a licking.