I write to live, I live to write

The beauty of art is displayed by the heart



So we give our pieces to become piece which brings about peace


From our minds are rhymes that shines



 Our eyes have seen beyond rice that we eat


 Then we leave our hands in the sands



We have come to have, we have to come.



With their hands, they abandoned the lands



If our souls will not sow, then we will go.



 We write right. Our rights we write



When they don't understand, we smile and write more



 We write understanding, so they understand



Nothing is something. Out of nothing we present brilliant ideas



 Now we look at them, we capture their minds, eyes and sight because we use our pens



 We appear and shine better. Our voices are seen in inks



 And now we work so that we can walk well


Tortured not punctured and now treasured



The mission
A vision
Beyond a nation



Take it, shake it. We shine forever.



Forever is ever.
Stable is able



 If we must sign then time will tell



 On our way, we feel waves.



 This is ours, take us or leave us. We are wanted but not been searched for



 We are not hiding but the truth is hidden from us



Those in the upper rooms are not willing to visit the lower rooms



 They do not want to be seen but we are ready to be heard and seen so we will take them along



If they wish to take our pens, we will give them but our inner pens can never be taken


 This is our piece. We want peace and pieces.



Oh thou, who hold our pens...we have got inner pens...give us now.