Hero of my youth
Alas adolescent comes full of pride
For hands are spread like wings
Soaring north to south
Though no squad but mirror reflect thee
Governin’ thy reality, rule in thy happiness
Nd lead my ambition
Conscience is one, without it nothin
The book of life injected with red ink
Conscience outgrown like a sun
Exposing the searches clouds
Are thou the Failure, you mock?
Conscience whispers
Melody comes with a refreshing taste
Takin the long way
Unifying thy simple body with glimpse of upliftment
Involving comic and aspirational deeds
A bruise from head
Am I the In dependent summit?
And a weak giant
Everyday stagger and starve
In the midst of loamy ocean
Flowing in every direction, no direction
Higher expectation grew
Inner satisfaction dangled
Ah! The true hero in finis
What do you think?