I wrote this poem in the 60s’ when I was in high school. My English teacher was so impressed with it that he talked me into joining our school year book staff. By the time I was a senior, I was editor-in-chief of our school annual. Even though I enjoyed writing, I had both an ability and love for science. Therefore, I became a scientist so I could raise and support a family. Now that I’m retired, I’ve started writing once again. I have one published biotechnical thriller novel, entitled “Green Power”. I just completed my second novel in the same genre, “The True Virus”, and in the process of getting it published.
Think of how things were in the 60s’. We had folk songs instead of rap. Young students were speaking out and we still had the threat of nuclear war. So with that setting here’s the poem I wrote back then.

We Will Do the Same

We live on a sphere
We know not where
It may disappear
But none will care

As night will fall
And we suffer the pains
We then shall crawl
Having lost our canes

As we crawl away
From where we came
As we settle to stay
We will do the same