Author: Steve Anc

Proud thou not and think a dearest friend Plot not the graph of arrogance Nor study the Atlas of dishonesty To avoid the dance of shame Though nature had crafted thee with crystal Coated thy person with abilities Caved out uniqueness from nothingness Please purchase a solemn heart Grim thy time with fairest fame No matter what it released to thee For thy name to be plotted out Tire the robe of simplicity For the gift of everyone varies By the kiss of luck one shines By the thrust of fate another struggles No matter how thou soweth and reapeth …