When I start my grind
My spirit, my mind
Refused to decline
For my mind is inclined
To sure up, streamline
My life, bear in mind
I leave no one behind
True peace I assign
With colors I’m blind
No faith in mankind
But my life in kind
Sometimes is sublime
I follow the outline
That God has assigned
So my spirit’s refined
I’m blessed by design
On my knees to define
My life is a dime
Never act like a mime
Am not a punchline
But through the grapevine
The story of the Divine
Will remain forever
in the depths of my mind!
Peace and blessings!
