In Praise of Google Search Engine
By David Smith September 3, 2009
On a Google search, my poetry is there;
No other feeling can compare.
To be recognized as an artist;
To paint with words and rhyme;
And bite into the feeling;
To share with all mankind.
Being in Google memory
And put on the world wide stage;
To take the overwhelming feeling;
And express it on a page.
And on a Google search;
The thoughts and rhythm we see.
To know there is inner value;
That affects both you and me.
Share your words of wisdom, and agony and defeat.
Overcome the odds, and stand upon your feet.
People the resource, random thoughts, throughout.
The search engine is the drive that lets us freely shout.