The World We Control

A magical world

A pencil I see

Along with paper.

There is a world for me.

I will become its shaper.

 

Thoughts come in and out.

This world is ready.

I have no doubt.

Lets keep this steady.

 

Pencil at hand

As I make the first mark.

This is my land.

This is my start.

 

First page is done.

I am ready to write more.

I have already won.

This is not a bore.

 

Second page is done.

Look what I see.

This masterpiece is fun.

It expresses me.

 

As I lay it on the table

And I stand tall.

Look what I did with no cable.

This world will crawl.

 

I am its maker

As you can see.

Look as I write more.

Careless and free.