Miles have i spent, Years and month my pen did rent.
1 poem started it all. 0 worry; stress fall. 0 delay; I billed my initiatives. 0 coin; paid the dean of all creatives. Time evolved around me, Heaven served me pleasant meals.
Periods of test i write still Omnipotent did me feed. Endless inspiration lurks around me. Motion of success keep pushing me.
Metres on metres my pen did cry. Yuletide and Easter; heaves all like sigh.
1 day have i sat to think 0 worry; the weaver did my brain blink. 0 delay; my blood keep pushing me-write write. 0 coin; Mercy bade for me-before i was a- sight. Tasked i my eyes day and night. Hall of fame; one day i'll be a-sight.
Pen tread the path of exploit. Order of life,i did exploit. Enchanting rhymes i often crave. Mending my piece, avoiding disgrace.
Maker?,i'll continue to write. Yams season,drought till all is bright.
1 day will i break the cord. 0 worry; that day will i be Lord. 0 delay; mood and readiness are bethroted. 0 coin; that often gets me elated. Ten times ten times ten give birth to this. Heaven bear me witness; Elevate me at least.
Praying often day and night. Old and new folks trying to loose what i knot tight. Elevation is all yet i crave for. Mounting still with pen and i'll never fall. 17:05:09:14:45