I knew it dynamite dominates my demeanor

I just blew it

Remnants of dreams and scattered thoughts

A blast of aspiration and faults

What’s the cost to detonate?

To touch faith and create

To see negativity negate and potential elevate

To cross over where like comes to love

And good comes to great

Any place is the right place

Own my identity add a voice to a face

Given by God’s grace to the worlds taste

My devotion will never be devoured

Kind words to every coward

And when all is done

I will leave my footprints on the sun