Take the pen, write your name. Stop the games, played the same. What’s your call? Tell us all, don’t be brave, because you’re tall. Here the paper, grab that feather. Make it known, your have your own. Dare to state, your case is made. Just recall the name you’re called. Why the wait? Why be late? Keep it real, soon you’ll heal. Start to write, be that light. You are bright, we have sight. Fill the sheet, with your least. Let us read, with interest. Own the pen, like a hen. Make no sound, don’t pretend. Be the head, leave the keg. Stand your ground, lay words down. Dip the pen, in the ink. Show yourself, bare your mark. Set it straight, on this page. Read it loud, scream or shout. Let us know, what name you own. Wear no class, fear no lass. Care to share, here at last. What’s your problem? Stop delaying, we’re angry waiting. With this said, show us please, you instead.
By Julius Fa
©Jan2023