Art that acts and looks like life,
sows dissent and causes strife.

As our trust and will wears down,
the web we know will surely drown.

Prove you’re real, so we proclaim!
Don’t hide behind your username!

I say: I rhyme, therefore I am!
You say: so can a pró-gram.

Can I convince that I can feel?
Can you conceive that I am real?

Is my prose not plenty proof?
Or the product of a spoof?

I guess you cannot truly know,
Some sureties you must forgo.

But if you really must, just,
show some little brittle trust.

Then I will solemnly swear to show,
how far that trust can really go.

so,

Although I can’t dispel duplicity.
Accept this act of authenticity.

By me, Goodman