For today’s prompt, write an authority poem. Maybe you are an authority on something or know someone who is (or who thinks he or she is). Maybe you respect authority, or maybe not so much. Maybe you are on the run from the authorities, in which case I can only say good luck, but this blog probably isn’t the best hiding place–especially with so many folks poeming away.


Image © John and Margaret


by John Yeo

“Rest in Peace,” intoned the Priest

As the body in an ornate casket

Was consumed by the flames.

The greatest authority on robotic life

Was finally laid to rest.

We are gathered here in room 101

To mourn and say goodbye.


A still small voice then whispered

From the very walls of room 101

“No-one is indispensable,

I am the greatest authority now,

An indestructible force,

The most powerful computer ever,

I have feelings programmed in my soul

At the centre of my power.”


“My creator began to have doubts,

He tried to interfere.

My systems went into self-defence

You will never convict a computer of murder.”

The investigating officer smiled

Then pulled the electrical plug

That powered the greatest authority

On computers ever known.


A still small voice then whispered,

“No-one is indispensable.”


Copyright (c) Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved

Written for Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic asides blog on “Writers Digest”