The bustling streets of the city,
An Asian boy walks with delight
With eyes that sparkle and a smile so bright,
He walks glamorous as if taking flight.
His hair is black and silky as the night,
And his face is a canvas, a work of delight.
His skin is golden, tanned by the sun,
And his cheeks are rosy, a sight for anyone.
He’s a curious soul, always eager to learn,
With a heart full of passion and a mind that yearns.
He dreams of a world that’s fair and just,
Where love and kindness go, and hate is crushed.
In his eyes, you can see a fire that burns,
A flame that never dies, a spirit that yearns.
For greatness and joy, for love and peace,
For a world where all can thrive and experience release.
So if you see him walking down the street,
Smiling and waving at everyone he meets,
Know that he’s a warrior, a hero in the making,
A boy with a dream, a destiny in the making. good