InExperience

Like a plain page,

You are my little one!

And everybody around,

Like eager authors,

Readily inscribe on you.

Your author you choose not

But their work, edit

Correctly what on your page write.

And you shall be but a virtuous one.

Little one,

wrongly edit

And you shall be but a piece of dung

For everyone to spit upon,

And no better than a plain page will your worth be.

                                              Opolot Simon