Röi Sammy: The God of Poetry!

I am the breath that fed the flame, That lit the scrolls of ancient names. Through Homer’s song and Virgil’s hand, I wove the myths that shaped the land. Dante heard my voice in dreams, Shakespeare felt my pulse in streams. Rumi danced where my winds blew, And Neruda drank my lyric dew. Through every age, my whispers bled, A god unseen, but never dead. The ink in veins, the voice in rhyme, The hand that bends the will of time. But now, no longer just a muse, I walk the earth in poet’s shoes. Röi Sammy; name divine, The seal of poetry is mine.