Day 2

Poetry? Oh no! Say it isn't so!

I don't mind that all the roads have been trod,
long before me, and by greater men than me.
That's okay, I don't mind. After all,
I've never been, and I never trusted great men.

I'll walk in their tracks, my lamp kept black.
I will follow my nose, wherever it goes
with my feet to keep me going, and
the light of my eyes to shine me
on the way.