When catch I’ll put down works behind.
They’re hidden in my soul for refine.
Oh! Why you like to play seek and hide?
These just the powers looked by mankind.
You're reasons making my jobs not signed;
When found, I would keep them to be tried.
They wouldn't be wasted to be declined.
I tried to collect them all to-gather and twined.
I would try my best think deeper inspired.
The materials in my mind got job created.
--poem by Albert Wong