I Shape Poem by mark anthony st. rose

I shape the world;

through my writngs I mould minds,
the same way a sculptor shapes stone
and bathes it in gold.

I am the Michael Angelo of minds
and the Leo De VInci of souls.
Transformed by the brush of my pen
to them my message I magically send
and my masterpiece is in the thousands,
and these thousands light millions,
but they are much more than mere minions.

Those who hear me are no longer the same,
they sometimes go by an unwritten name,
they ignore acclaims and shun fame.

But believe me they are powerful
and wonderfully made.




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