Poetry Computer

A dozen universities united in one cause, To make a program for PCs, a total tour de force. Composing awesome poetry, that stirs the hearts of men, Towards some global harmony, for now, beyond our ken. At first, with basic rhymes to use, the program had no clue, Until they gave it more to choose, to see what it could do. And hooked up to the Internet, that program poured out stuff, Though some of it they would regret, there were some things to love. Their website asked for feedback, so, the visitors replied, To criticise its form and flow and how they felt inside. And while most praised it to the hilt, some hated what it wrote, Poets are born, then taught not built, so they refused to vote. A little child, aged ten, no more, condemned it from the start, To state the program broke God's Law, because it lacked a heart. It had no spirit, had no soul... and no morality... And thus it lacked all self-control, indeed, true poetry. The universities agreed, the program was erased... They chose to help the ones in need, instead of words well phrased. Their charity got worldwide fame, thanks to their devotion. That ten-year-old gave them its name: Poetry In Motion... Denis Martindale, copyright, March 2012.