User:Melikhaya zagagana

I am the authority, life and rule of my destiny

Here i establish myself as an artist, that like nature obeys no rules nor vanity.

I channel unexpected like a fountain stream my manners are bad with standards conspired away by wise critics who dream conspiracy and corruption. Dear sorrowful man, thy cut a shoot to tamper with nature's flow; thy spit poison with vigor.

My art is a lonely and private affair that no ill-mannered man shall come and plund, snooping and whispering in turns. I shall follow to no man's prints and forsake my own will and wisdom.

My course is bounded by sense-of idealism and optimism. I know how i want to grow; you know how you want me to grow; as a man i shall carry my weight to no man's shoulders, i will not be kept in barrels like wine; toiling through life without sunlight and freedom-sentenced to long silence without a charge of crime.

Let my simple wings fly, let me fly to simple destinations and command my pace, like i please, as an artist here i am the Authority, the life and rule for my destiny.