My poetry - it starts with a line
A word - a sentiment - a tear
Today as I contemplated English
The kind I taught when I was younger
Which I graded and snickered at - amazed
That these humans could even breath
Today - I hear there is a leveling field
Put in prompts - out comes essays that surpass
My snickers - ai may never have a soul
But maybe just maybe
- demolish the old
The realm of humans who discounted children
That did not know commas or thesis or the absurd
Yes - a cat have never written a good essay
- is there a need
For a soul to