The Gift

(Life is oh, so distant when we feel there's something missing)

If dreams are like a boat, in the deep end I'ma float

If I'm sleeping on my purpose, then I'm scheming when I'm woke

The secrets never told, never seen, and never shown

I free them when I rhyme and I breathe them when I flow

Frequently, I feel the need to teach them what I know

Maybe frequencies could speak soliloquies into their soul

Piece it into reason 'til it reaches where they go

Plant a seed inside their being, through the seasons it will grow (grow, grow)

Grow, but act on it

Cap on it or capitalize on it