As i flip the pages
like i did for ages
one day
it will pay
i mean i wil find something new
which i knew
that i will find a million
for my pages will be read by a battalion
my senses will be right
and i will pay whoever will write
i know it will happen
that my readers will have pens
to write what they know
and i will read 'em come snow
far and wide
i will,as i walk and hear my strides
i will always remain devoted to my friends
even if they never trend
i will read 'em always
until they ask themselves how i make it in all the ways
i will read in the rains
even when my shirt stains
i will read in the sun
even when my head burn
i will read read and read
until i forget to see my breeds
my people will wonder why
but i will hold my answer to buy.
maybe it will happen someday!