For life to be difficult it's plainly inevitable,

But with a restless mind not to write is impossible,

Give me a pen and I'll drown in those worlds,

With practice and time I'll shape them to war lords,

I'll teach them to fight or love a crime boss,

I'll tell them to shout or weep in  mind loss

To scream irritation or smile through sadness,

With wings of feathers and eyes of wonder,

I shall teach them a dance with thunder.

-W (I. I dream to fly)