Who am I?
What's my ?
Am I dust or am I divine?
Oh my God, this soul implores,
Give me wings, unlock my doors.
Make me blaze that breaks the night,
Or a general armed with right.
Make me mentor, sharp and bold,
Turning youth to minds of gold.
Let me lead where giants tread,
Think like those who forge ahead.
Still I long for something more-
Fix me where I'll truly soar.
Let me be the CEO,
Minds in motion, profits flow.
Or the surgeon saving lives,
Sharp as steel where hope survives.
Make me judge in court of law,
Writing truth without a flaw.
Let me fly as pilot high,
Carving pathways in the sky.
Be the techie who creates,
Or the voice that captivates.
An investor, a diplomat,
Or a scientist changing facts.
Make me actor, global face,
Painter crowned with silent grace.
Let me speak where leaders nod,
Let me shine and walk with God.
Let me launch the rocket flight,
Reach the stars and bend the light.
Author, poet, engineer,
Crafting futures year by year.
Entrepreneur with fierce control,
Building dreams from heart and soul.
Let me innovate, inspire,
Fan the world's internal fire.
Still I know all crowns shall rust,
Fame and fortune turn to dust.
Only You forever stay,
All else fades along the way.
Oh Lord! Place me where You will,
On the peak or standing still.
Let me rise or let me fall,
I am Yours, and You are All.
Let me rule or lead the trend,
Heal or build, advise or spend.
Let me spark or sway the crowd
Make my purpose deep and proud.
When all roles are played and awed...
Make me God.
Make me God.