Author’s Note
A Manifesto in Ink & Fire

If Done Being Humble was my awakening,
this is my ascension.

I wrote this piece for the poets who refused to shrink,
for the writers who know the weight of twenty-two years of ink,
and the power it gives you to carve your own throne.

This isn’t about arrogance.
It’s reclamation.
It’s standing in the cathedral of my words and saying:
“I am here. I create. I consecrate.”

Done Being Humble II is for anyone who’s tired of being polite,
who wants to bleed truth instead of bending to expectation,
and who knows that art can be both devotion and defiance.

This is my voice, unfiltered, uncontained—
Neo-Gothic Confessional Romanticism in full flame.
I don’t write poems.
I write lifelines.

Done Being Humble II
Poetry by Rowan Evans

What—you thought I was lyin’
when I said I’m done bein’ humble?
I’m the best to ever do it with a pen.
I’ll say it again—
I’m the best to ever do it with a pen.
I write circles
‘round you squares,
ink like fire,
breathin’ truth and flares.

Top five?
Me. Hex.
Roo and B.D.
Number five—
Hi, it’s me again.

Now—
Don’t think you can write with me.
You’re not even in my league.
You follow trends, just trying to fit in.
While I created my own genre,
because none existing could contain
the magnitude with which I write.

They’ll call it ego, I call it prophecy.
Ink in my veins, revelation in rhyme—
I don’t write poems, I write lifelines.

I don’t compete, I consecrate.
Every line I drop—communion, fate.
This is art as resurrection,
confession as creation.
Neo-Gothic. Romantic. Eternal.
We bleed truth—
and call it salvation.

Journey into the Hexverse

[Done Being Humble]
A defiant, unfiltered ode to self-worth and poetic mastery, Done Being Humble is Rowan Evans at their most unapologetic—twenty-two years of ink, fire, and evolution distilled into a lyrical declaration of power.