...... vol. 10

We are all here for a reason in a particular path.
You don't need a curriculum to know that You are part of the math.
Cats think I'm delirious, but I'm so daym serious.
That's why I expose my soul to the globe, the world.

I'm not a miracle, I'm a heaven-sent instrument.
My rhythmatic regimen navigates melodic notes for your soul and your mental.
That's why I'm instrumental.
Vibrations is what I'm into.

Determination, dedication, motivation.
I'm talking to you, my many inspirations.
When I say I CAN'T, let you or self down.
If I were of the highest cliff, on the highest riff.
And you slipped off the side and clinched on to your life in my grip.
I would never, EVER let you down.
And when these words are found.
Let it be known that His penmanship has been signed with a language called love.

That's why my breath is felt by the deaf.
And why my words and notes are heard and confined to the ears of the blind.
I, too, dream in color and in rhyme.

So I guess I'm one of a kind in a full house.