Defend me not
there was the time where
I realized that every sign was there
I realized that all along I had the choice to set forth in my own path
I knew today I am writing
and I started studying yesterday
now I got the calculator but the numbers doesn't add up
my reality deceives the truth
that me and my hopes are not meant together
I realized that I followed
a path not meant for me
I noticed that I could have picked a different direction to head towards
if I did listen now I would be landing in airport of success
but I am stuck in plane of ambitious
Boikano Makgai
Yung sword writer
Being a writer ain't just a dream
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem