Self-Esteem
I will not let go on this earth
until I know my own self-worth
And, That I am forever of value
Equal to the deeds of Mathew
So, my spirit can soar above
As the Jaguars roar of love
As silly as it may heretofore sound
This truth I have nevertheless found
To ring the loudest ancient church bell
Heard all the way to the chatter of hell
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