I have no seeds and I have no bloom, I use tiny spores to fill the room. I lived with the T-Rex and ancient beast, On shadows and moisture is how I feast. Put me in the sun and I will burn, Toward the window is where I turn. I’m a common houseplant called a...?

I’m raised without hands, carried without feet. You’ll find me in structures both ancient and modern, yet I leave no mark behind. I can be a simple melody or layered with harmonies. I’m chosen specifically for important milestones or Ordinary days. Remove the focus on Him, and I cease to be me.

Firstly, a yellow spandex. Secondly, a one inch master. Thirdly, chucked chuck while playing a nunchuck.

In chains yet free, a lion's heart dost roar, For peace and justice, brave he stands once more. In lands of gold and diamonds, he was born, Apartheid's bane, a nation's light reborn.

My songs travel legions I've lived longer than you Yet I ended up as oil for you