I am a student of yesterday's virtues,
A dreamer of today's creations.
Someday, I'll be a great statue,
Of poetry's modern satisfactions.
My buddies call me conceited,
But I never fail to express my words.
A young writer of whom you inspired never forfeited,
Because my wordy shouts are tons of swords.
Come on! Challenge my brain!
Tomorrow, your blood in your vessels will drain.
I am proud to broadcast my best,
'Cause it's my catalyst to meet success and the rest.
Hello paper and pen! I am here!
A proud and educated one to conquer no fear.
For I stand to learn,
And tomorrow, I'll change the world from what I earn.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem