This tinny little pen;
“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 ‘cause it’s 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.
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