When discouragement fades and emptiness follows

A man's heart is not hollow for long

Flooded by relief and joy I rose

For my journey is at a milestone

I embrace the new winds of graduation

The School of the others, below the supreme

I create now wonders from my pencil and pen

Lines transfer beauty upon the eyes of innocence and guilt

I love my future of art

This is the passion my heart sent to examine

The death of despair.