UNIVERSAL PEACE - PROWESS OF THE ARTIST

Intro:-

This one speaks of the boy's magical ink. Enjoy it and thank you.

POEM

One day the boy had no ink
To him the world seemed to stink
From the villagers no ink was given
So he can help their living
Then the boy recalled
What his grandfather brought
"Use it in a time so cold
Only when all hope rots"
It was the ink of the souls
Grandpa's goal was unknown
Recklessly he wet his feather
Didn't care if it was clever
And as he drew
His imagination
As he never knew
Was turned into creation

He found himself in his mind
His own life he has defined
Where he has claimed all power
Searched for the princess tower
"The dragon I have come to slay
So I may take my princess away"
By the boy's strong will
The dragon was killed
In a land of his omens
Where sand turns to oceans
He has saved his princess
Oh, the artist's great prowess

Artwork by Ahmed Adel