I write, then I paint, I even calculate
I give, I take, I destroy and create.
I teach, I learn, I contemplate and debate… I used to party like a frikkin rock star, and scheme like the slimiest hustler, played so many roles they shoulda given me an oscar… And I’ll be the first to admit, I’m proud as shit. But I will kneel, only at your alter… From 5 to 3 to 3 to 5… you have not faltered. Always Beside me, guiding me to the wisest me… So… I will write, and I will paint, and I will even calculate, I’ll do whatever you ask or whatever it takes… I will accept my fate and try to live with unshaken faith… Even if the rest of the clergy don’t hear me, and decide to greet me with laughter…
I know I am, what you have made… A jack of all trades… With only one master.