sometimes i quickly write a poem
when a dagger has pierced my heart
or a mercy has reached my soul
making it dance to rhythmic refrain
other times i struggle to pen a verse
when desire to discipline is high
or to my daughter exhibit my brain
making her evolve into a genius
on occasion i compose rhyming lines
when my ego is bloated too big
to remain small, humble and modest
making easy an empty expedition
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