“Carried” by this lovely hand of mine
Running on this paper so white
I know can make your day so bright
Either by piercing through your mind
Depositing joy so bright
Or make you smile alike
As your feeling comes alive
Though I’m not a poet in time
But I can but my thought in black and white
Perhaps I might get a chance
To deposit good stuffs and impact someone here
Since it’s no harm to try
I better do something than stand
This skill in me can come alive
And make me more than a penny man
But more like a million dollar man
Even as I put my pen to act
Silly thought, you said I have
Still I’ll write because it is my right
I know now you really can’t deny
That everyone’s live is bound to count
By what they do or rather don’t
The choice I think it’s up to you
To be yourself or dim your light
‘Cause the only way to break your back
Is when you fail to free your mind
And let stuffs out within your soul
Mini, mini, mining mo
Are not some words so strange you’ll say
Yet they’d made the day of young and old
Kudos to someone who let-show
His creativity for all to know
This reason is why I know
You have expression you don’t even know
This can rule your world and make you a “pro”
Expressing yourself, you’ll soon decode
There’s a nation tapped in your loins
You’ll impact the people you know
And generations you don’t even know
This tinny little pen of mine
I hope should have made your day by now
« return.