If only you know the story
Wisdom is of the wise
Yet coconut is hard to crack.
Fallen seed never sinks;
much stumble awaits its journey.
Through grace it wasn't rift apart
Nor become food for the sea.
Safely he sailed
Though the movement was that of a snail
If you have no course to die for:
You've not really lived.
If you have one and you can't die for:
You a hypocrite.
Brutality of conviction
To every journey, there's an end
Lady luck found the seed
She sailed him to heaven
He's about to grow an empire
Grace of expression befall my lips
For joy outburst my heart
If only you know the story.
You will know the pain behind the glory.