A spark that needs no ignition,
Ready to explode his slightest intension.
His soul is tarred with ideas
And to his mind, innovations tightly adhere.
Dignified and decorated with power,
With the energy and vision of an eagle, she soars.
Her heart is well starved of fears
Cos she understands nothing called threat.
He has strength as his glory,
So vigorous like the Mack lorry.
You can't beat the reach of his shoot
Cos he is a youth.
However, remember the fresh grass in the morning
That withers without warning,
I hope you won't tarry
To utilize the bars of gold you carry.
Cos you are not just tomorrow's leader
But also today's partner.
So don't wait as time pass,
Go for gold while offer lasts.
*****note the use of his and her for a youth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem