Rhythm Of Thy Soul Poem by MELVIN BANGGOLLAY

M-any though that I could never be
a man that could write poetry
For I have no wisdom one can envy
Nor thoughts of sublime memory.

E-ntwined with a desire to manifest
I tried my best to learn the quest;
Although I could never be the best,
At least I know what's in my chest.

L-earning is the power to convey
Deep emotions the heart's relay,
Rhythm the wind can display
and beauty my soul loves to play.

V-ines of knowledge never rest
To sprout in one's burning breast
When we don't let any tempest
end our desire to be the best.

I-n every thing we do in our destiny
Never forget to hail God's glory
For we're done without his mercy
And living sacrifice for humanity.

N-o man should judge one's fate
That if one is poor, he'll never make
Honey to fill its paths and ways
For only God knows what is best.