to FAVE or not to FAVE

To fave or not to fave, is that the question Whether ‘tis nobler to remain silent To hurl faint praise and fortune Suffer the pangs of outrageous doubt Or take up arms against a sightless algorithm And by opposing them. ..To try – to sleep, No more: amid the angst of glory’s glut To write, perchance to dream, now there’s the rub For on that page what words may come When we have shuffled off this muse’s toil Must give us pause --- Where’s the respect That make calamity of so long a write. For who would bear the whims of AI scorn Challenge the oppressor’s right or wrong The pangs of twisted words now on display The insolence the words themselves convey The patient merit the unworthy take With muted words a silenced voice to bare To grunt and swear at writing’s dreary life Ominous tomes unread ‘til after death Discovered on the yellowed pages torn By heirless patrons puzzling the will Makes us cherish still the words we have Than search for others that we know not of Thus, conscience comes before the coward’s fall And thus, the furtive pen seeks retribution “Is sicklied o’er with the pale cast of thought”. And pages filled with pith and frozen moment Without regard are read by minds awry And lose an unsought gain //My sincerest apology to Shakespeare and his minions//