I am the fire that never fades,
A storm of passion, yet carefully laid.
Ambition fuels the steps I take,
Loyal to bonds that never break.

Honest words may cut too deep,
But truth is a vow I always keep.
A lover’s heart, fierce yet true,
Still, I fight when I need to.

The second-born son, my mother’s thrid pride,
Her baby boy, I stand beside.
A father’s love, strong and bright,
Guiding my daughter with endless light.

A poet’s soul, a writer’s dream,
A gamer lost in worlds unseen.
A friend to few, but one who stays,
Through darkest nights and longest days.

Single now, but love’s not gone,
Just waiting for the right one to come along.
Playful, sharp, yet deep inside,
A heart that beats with truth and pride.

I am me—no mask, no guise,
A force too real for compromise.

— Who am I? I think you know.

By Christopher Walker