I want to write something special
Something that will stand the test of time
Something that cuts through the everyday
That future generations say
Wow, that's a cool sweet rhyme!
But hasnt it all been said, written, sung
And is it true there's nothing new under the sun
I cannot rest, here we go an idea,
Way in, spark, has just begun.
So what is it that makes us want to write, create
We don't want to rely on AI to replicate
Is it not in our DNA for as our maker says
'See I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up, do you not perceive it'
I look and listen, I believe it.
And though I'm no poet laurete and sure won't make the nations favourite lines
'If you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs, and blaming it on you' would be a great one, but it's Kipling's not mine.
I take my hat off to the Shakespeares, Wordsworths, Betjemans of this world
and keep plugging away,
Yeah, make the most of what I'm given, be thankful
And simply pen what comes my way.
