You can call me weak,
But you can’t say that I don’t move the earths’ axis when I speak,
Or bring the clouds together when I’m in need,
My determination will bring the skies to its knees,
Freeze pane it as the river,
Even deliver it has pain,
Or know it as my reasoning of being insane,
Or my reasoning of walking with a limp since no one is strong enough to be my cane…
So acknowledge my aim as ready deadly,
And my breath and hands calm steady
Under pressure;
Measure my intellect
And give attention to my dialect,
Follow my paths’ greatness,
And witness my existence reining as the greatest.