» Marking My Presence « Poem by Robert Allan Fernandez

One day, I'll be
The cream of the crop.
When men tend to go,
Where my fingertip's pointing.

As tall buildings emerges,
Standing with lavish prides.
I tend to grow in an astounding height,
Making them fall helplessly upon my feet.

As delicious menus gather up,
Covered with lustrous creams and chocolate dips.
I'll wrap my self with yummy puddings.
All tongues will then wish to taste this special delicacy.

As artworks displayed side by side.
Exhibit of luscious fame and honor.
I'll make the spectators upon me adore,
Most beautiful piece one should ever explore.

As the young world soundly sleeps,
Snoring in sweet lullaby hymns.
I'll wake them up to take a bow at my sight.
As my name aflame fiercely throughout the night.

One day, I'll mark my presence...





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