What he is not, cannot be easily seen . What he is is something sacred.
Those lives blessed with his presence without reverence ultimately bow to his divinity.
He is of an unnatural place to which I once was a stranger but as a friend he has welcomed me .
His solemn dignity has birthed in me a feeling to which I cannot give a name it is of tremendous power
seperate from the monotonousness of my regular emotions, it is in itself its own entity.
I regard the sensation I feel to the power I’m given just by the simplicity of him looking at me.
I bless his success’ and hope to live the day that he conquers the world.
They will praise him as the King that he is, a vessel of love, courage and strength a unit of influence
endowed with words that give life.
He is a gift to all others, he is purpose, he is hope , he is everything.
He is what the world needs.