Whoohooom, Wohooom, Whoohooom!
I could’ve sung more;
With a whoop but tied eyes to read the dream
I really meant to blow this world;
Destruction or Demolition
Was not my motive,
In this ideal world for the last piece of pie
I could be either vigilantist or instructive;
Let’s have a lack of faith in everyone,
Try to touch our inner sound;
Once you produced the random song,
I could let my voice spread around;
But as I said, my eyes are tied,
Your trust is diminished with lots of sorrow;
Please pick your own bow and arrow,
Let me be inside the mask of an inspiring hero!
Today is the first day of NaPoWriMo (Of Course my favorite one) where I have to write 30 poems in 30 days. I, hereby, accept this challenge by posting this poem (just made it). Feeling great to be participating 3 years in a row!