Map A Tap Lap Poem by John Sensele

Avoid any lap devoid of a map
Whose absence in a sense can lead you into a burnout trap
From which your sanity draws only crap
When you turn on a presumed wisdom tap.

Every so often schedule a nap
Session to revitalise a clap
That recognises opportunities to swap
Wisdom and freedom for mere crap.

Veer away not out of fear clear of a punitive slap
When on your smartphone you stray into forays wap
Blends to lend credence to a failure lap
Which you believe your double troubles the lap can zap.

Whether on your way down or on your way up
Grant no permission to any lass or chap
To offload onto your clean path any exam supp
Because you somehow contrived to download a risible app.

Opportunities for growth, opportunities for mirth snap
Insanities, vanities and idiocies slap
As soon as ugly heads they rear as you tap
A cure for ignorance, a cure for sapience into a divine cup.

Wear at all times your thinking cap
Lest evil genies from a Pandora's box should up
Their game and contrive to snap your kneecap
And land you into a bimbo's unbidden lap.