Tell Me what is your most priced possession?

I'm being too straight forward
do you want parables word for word

here goes

Tell me what is your most priced possession?

Mine is My Value not to other people but to myself
Because within me lies that sentimental value
of memories
that a thousand stars will deem to my will
that's me bragging

Now tell me what is your value?

~Q~

Writing
is an emotional river of my life
to know me read my writing know my life
poet I am not
lyricist I am not
Rich I am not

For i am poor in wealth
But Rich in love

So here is my Scribbling of Love to those who read

It was a day
like many other days
wake work eat work eat shower sleep
it was the routine
but this week is different
i woke up and my uncle died on the streets of Melbourne
unlike the European Asian American culture
i am a pacific islander born with the perfect melanin dark skin
to a pacific islander our family is our safety net
dreams, hope, the ability to love comes from our safety net
And he was a part to that link

And the sorrow i felt is like a thousand spears has pierced
My heart in the setting sun of the south pacific
and my cry  breaks the rhythm of the sea waves
so i say
Rest in Peace
Melanesian Warrior
meet you in the afterlife


~Q~

In My Write I don't delicate
I indicate
Only time will tell


~Q~

So how did we do it
Stateless we were it
New Hebrides was the Colony
oppression to all an any
who stood for my countries
freedom

we fought against the two giants
British and France

Nowadays i enjoys the independence
i enjoy my dads stories of the protest, so tense
When the Giants don't give a dime dollar or cent
for the freedom of my elders and their descendants
i asked my dad what was the secret
he said its Unity but that's no secret
He said the people were hungry for freedom
And hunger spread to cultural villages and chiefdom's
he said that with pride and tears in his eyes
i took of my hat as the guns go blazing
twenty one gun salute for the freedom fighters
Long Live Vanuatu

One day when I'm famous
I'll try not to be infamous
One day when I'm in Love
I will certainly evolve
One day or one of these days
i might just be Famous

This could be it
The end of all of it
or the beginning of it
When a seed is planted
a farmer always ends the day
with a smile
Because his job has ended
and started
not Knowing that a plants care taker
is
God
well that's my believe
i believe Gods plans
are so well put
i always imagine
That God has a part of heaven
kind of like a war room
for every single one of our futures