Let Me Be Your Guiding Star! Poem by Eindaray Kyaw

Let me out a shriek
Of, my youngers, being pleased
For the long run of my Zeros!

Last year, I was still an adolescent
This year, you think I am magnificent
Next year, be sure you are my Heroes!

Don't try to say ever No!
Just follow your senior's soul!

Your dear will bring you up
To high mountains far from us
And more than you can accept!

Even if I have to blow my winning clouds
Still hold my hands with no doubt
Because of you, I wanna be so proud! !