He walks outside to see,
His mouth wide and open
He stands there, frozen.
The room was empty
After seeing a room filled with plenty,
People in frenzy.
Left alone, on his own
He walks along towards his home.
Refurbished doesn’t mean better
Without wings there are no feathers.
So he builds and evolves
Finding problems just to solve.
His promise land, is seeing himself,
As a man.
Grown on his own, never alone.
Courage like the fiercest lion
His prey, he takes on day to day.