Why have I never written such a tale
I guess it never really sparked my need.
You never think to tell your life
With a pen or some ink over candlelight.
Since I was young, I knew that I'd glean
A little wisdom from everyone I ever meet.
I'd synthesize their life, their loves, their losses
Into a perfect amalgam of stews and sauces.
So here my swagger comes into these penned words,
You never really know how this poem could twist and turn.
But as soon as I get my rhythm with this thing
I'll fire cannons like David's sling.
This world hasn't actually heard me speak
There's a lion in here, and it's more than meek.
I've told my friends that I'll change the world.
You can all stand back and watch it unfurl.