What am I but a Plagiarist?

My language is not my own
My verses not unique
My thoughts are got from books of others
My dreams belong to sleep

My love been learned from lessons given
My faith from hardship brought
My confidence I pull from air
as myself been long forgot

Even the time I spend belongs to none
It is borrowed by all who be
Thus all we do with all our time
was never ours to reap

So consider this my lone footnote
giving credit where credit is due
No longer do I fear I’m a plagiarist
for nothing belongs to you.

– Ford –

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