THE GIANT PEN ANTHOLOGY 202
I AM ME (Phase Two)
That scar is my headlight
That red dot blazing my sight.
My big mouth burning in fame,
Makes me and only me in the game.
It’s either I die or I ride
And that is lowest of my pride
So don’t smile when I fell to the ground
Because I’m a son of the ground.
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When flood of discord rolls in,
I shall stand firm in my inn.
When all languages change,
I shall speak alone in tongues of ages.
In nights, I am the shinning dawn
Brightening you; once the dark is come.
As light do radiates in an instance
I become the Ray in your trance
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I’m the ink that makes this pen bleed,
I am the words buried in your heart like seed,
I am the reality of your wildest dreams,
I am the sun behind these starry beams.
I don’t live to eat, I eat to live
“Struggle”is the only place I survive
I don’t strive for success, it’s already mine
I’m me, rich without a dime.
Let it flow, from my heart
The reason for this whole, my arts
I’m a dazed, really sacred
For I exist like an alien.
I am me, no time to explain,
With no chance to regret
Or to fall back or retreat.
I am me myself and that’s all!
I am who I chose to be
No matter what the situation might be.
No time for pretence
That has little essence
I’m a sage
The crudeness of my muse has left me in rage
I wield a pen mightier than swords
I live only by words
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