My Time Is Near - Poem by Derrick Clark
Bright with passionate ensight.
Brilliantly vision a epoch time.
Developed into a universal poet.
Entering a realm, of great writer's.
Giving tribute, to all the great one.
Using each one writing talent's, to emerge in me.
A splendid idea, becoming the chosenone.
A magnificent mind, clever writing skills.
As the hour glass of time awaits.
Counting down, for the final moment.
Who am I, The New Breed...
What I become, second away to greatness...
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