You can't take anything with you
When it's your time to leave
All you take is your soul
Its best you believe
You had better protect it, no reprieve
Better roll up your sleeves
To get things done, do what you need
But no matter the cost
You better let your soul breathe
What does that even mean
The idea isn't hard to conceive
You simply gotta live each day
Let your soul take in all that it may
The arts, ballet...the music you play
Writing for me I must say
Gives My soul such joy
and pleasure inna way
My Soul feels content
after every lyrical soiree I lay
To rest or get off my chest
Bringing emotions to light
Things I wanna say
As the soul within me begins to pray
I am named after King David
Slayer of giants...