SamuelWho are you?
You mean me?
A young writer on his own.
Say well done, give me hope.
We are not dragging the star.
Looking back, I feel the scar.
Who do you want to see at home?
A young writer on his own.
They wonder if I’m an introvert.
Or will I change in the next verse?
See how big he has grown,
A young writer on his own.
Does he ever feel lonely?
Every minute he’s writing story.
Maybe we should tell the pope,
He’s a young writer on his own.
You want to hear him talk?
Collect his pen,deny him a hug.
Like a lion he’ll roar,
“I’m a young writer on my own”
#DAVICK’SINK
Samuel