My verse

When the young man at school
was ordered to read
the preface of the book
called "understanding poetry"
He did not realise
what was about to happen.

Soon, suddenly,
without any notice,
was ordered to tear the page,
cleanly and orderly,
out of the book,
and onto the floor.

For, you see,
Mr keating, their teacher,
advisor and preacher,
did not aprove
of the methods taught
by the infernal book.

He helped them to realise
that poetry is key
for sustaining beauty
in everyday life.
For you see,
life is only one great play,
and you shall contribute a verse.

What shall that verse be?
no body knows.
maybe a writer
a doctor, a fighter
nobody knows what you'll do with your life
just remember to contribute.