As life twists and turns into black storms, into blue lushing waves coming at me, I never stop smiling.

I never stop smiling even as my first love butterfly comes past me, even as my first trembling blood vessels attack my brain, I keep smiling, I keep smiling showing the world my gold light, my undying strength and courage as lion to roar loud and never be afraid to find my own gold light in the mist of black hatred.

In the mist of the black hatred, I find gold spots of kids kicking soccer balls, of lions roaring in the green lush, of people praying along gold stones, I keep smiling telling my heart I will never give up.