The Pen

Choose what you want in life, follow those who inspire you.

We'd just look back to Stone Age days,
Pictures on walls in musty caves.
Without the yearn for pages read,
A bards tale in bars would be said.
And when we reached a latter age,
A careful thought by a wise sage.
Leading on to middle times,
With Shakespeare's plays read out in lines.

We always have a tale to tell,
It makes us 'us' when all else fails,
So I shall do what makes me 'me',
I'll choose the pen, for all to see.