Food For Thought

You're not who you say you are. But doesn't a dancer dance? Doesn't a carpenter work with wood? Doesn't a singer sing? You're not who you say you are. But doesn't a midwife deliver babies? Doesn't a soldier fight? Doesn't a farmer farm? Doesn't a painter paint? You're not who you say you are. But doesn't a sculptor sculpt? Doesn't a sailor sail? Doesn't a hob-carrying bricky build? You're not who you say you are. You're-not-a writer or a poet? But doesn't a writer write? Doesn't a poet sing love ballads? 'Look, we are what we do.' How can I be anything else? And who are you to say I'm not? I'll leave it there as food for thought.