don’t make me write another poem
with fancy words cause I don't know ‘em

I’ll write a book or short article
make science notes about a particle

a brief speech or an opinion piece
type a travel blog of sunny Greece

I’d gladly pen a romance novel
if poetry’s asked I’d sooner grovel

I’ve lost the power of rhyme you see
as fork and spoon sound the same to me

but now I see what I have written
it reads like Edward Bulwer-Lytton

I’m stuck in couplets what a curse
but what the hell it could be verse

"The pen is mightier than the sword", said Edward Bulwer-Lytton
He could not realize, what will happen to that meaning, while life goes on.

In the current society, nobody respects each other
They do not understand, what is the sense of living together.

Only the powerful are becoming the controller of the society
They think, they have become the deity.

There is a vast difference between the rich and the poor
When someone asks for help, they just shut the door.

What will happen to this, no one knows, where is the end
It is difficult to predict, where will reach this trend.

Among Dickens' children:

Alfred Tennyson Dickens. Henry Fielding Dickens. Edward Bulwer-Lytton Dickens. Walter Landon Dickens. Sydney Smith Dickens.

Among Walt Whitman's brothers:

George Washington Whitman. Andrew Jackson Whtman. Thomas Jefferson Whitman.