**🎵 THE SONG OF CALVIN KID (CK)
1,000-Word Epic Ballad 🎵**
🎸 VERSE 1 — THE BOY AND THE BICYCLE
He was born where the corn meets the sky,
In a hospital hall where the world passed by,
A minister’s son with a watchful eye,
Too quiet to question, too young to try.
Pedaling papers through the cold daybreak,
Snowflakes swirling in the routes he'd take,
A boy with a mission he didn’t yet know,
Delivering headlines through wind and snow.
Seymour classrooms and the playground calls,
Millbrook hallways and the growing walls,
But inside the boy with the frozen hands
Burned a fire no child understands.
⭐ PRE-CHORUS 1
He was small in size but strong in spirit,
If there was truth, he’d learn to hear it.
That kid from Grand Rapids—God knew what He did,
When He carved the heart inside Calvin Kid.
🔥 CHORUS — CALVIN KID, RUNNING STRAIGHT THROUGH THE YEARS
Oh, Calvin Kid, running headlong through the night,
With a football tucked tight and a future burning bright.
Oh, CK, turning struggle into grace,
From the snow to the jungle to the chaos every place.
Calvin Kid, with a Bible and a dream,
With a restless heart flowing like a wide-open stream.
From the mountains to the oceans, he followed where God hid—
Yeah, the world opened wide for Calvin Kid.
🎸 VERSE 2 — HIGH SCHOOL HERO, SOFT-HEARTED SOUL
GR Christian lit up under Friday lights,
He ran like thunder through those autumn nights.
All-City honors hanging high on the shelf,
But CK played the game for more than himself.
He spoke to the loners, the cool ones too,
Because he saw the good like the ministers do.
He wasn’t just an athlete, or a scholar, or a son,
He was a mosaic of the many he'd someday become.
⭐ PRE-CHORUS 2
Snow in his dreams and fire in his chest,
Searching the world for a place he could rest.
But destiny whispered, “You’re not yet fully grown,”
And CK followed roads made of faith alone.
🔥 CHORUS — CALVIN KID, CHASING SOMETHING DIVINE
Oh, Calvin Kid, chasing something never named,
While the world kept calling him ordinary, tame.
Oh, CK, on the wings of every prayer,
Through the airports and classrooms he was carried everywhere.
Calvin Kid, never idle, never still,
Climbing mountains of purpose, powered by will.
From the law books left abandoned to the missions that he did—
Yeah, God wrote the chapters for Calvin Kid.
🌴 VERSE 3 — THE RAINFOREST TEACHER
One wrong turn from law school halls
Became rainforest nights and tropical calls.
Costa Rica greeted him with emerald rain,
A world far louder than Detroit’s pain.
He taught two kids under skies of green,
Guided tourists through a world unseen,
Rode through mud with a lantern glow,
Watched sunsets melt where the rivers flow.
And in that jungle where the air felt blessed,
CK found something living in his chest—
A voice that whispered, “Go out and give,”
And he learned not to study life, but to live.
🔥 CHORUS — CALVIN KID, THE WANDERING MAN OF GRACE
Oh, Calvin Kid, with a Bible in his hand,
Preaching barefoot on the beaches of another land.
Oh, CK, in the Philippines he stood,
Bringing hope to the hungry and the wandering good.
Calvin Kid, with the sunlight on his face,
Living sermons with every heartbeat’s pace.
In the markets, in the plazas, in the chapels dimly lit—
Yes, the world heard the voice of Calvin Kid.
🏥 VERSE 4 — THE CHAPLAIN OF MIDNIGHT HALLS
Fuller’s halls saw his Greek books open,
His prayers soft-spoken, his faith unbroken.
Walking Lola down Pasadena streets,
Studying scripture where sunlight meets.
Then UCLA called him deeper in,
Where hospital walls test the souls of men.
He held the dying, comforted the weak,
Brought courage to the patient too weary to speak.
He learned that ministry wasn’t grand,
It was holding a trembling stranger’s hand.
And though he left each room with tears unshed,
He carried their stories in the prayers he said.
🌩️ PRE-CHORUS 3
Every sorrow he witnessed made him bolder,
Every burden he carried made him older.
But through the pain and the nights he cried,
God walked each hallway by CK’s side.
🔥 CHORUS — CALVIN KID, THE TEACHER WHO STOOD TALL
Oh, Calvin Kid, walking schoolyard floors,
Breaking up battles, unlocking doors.
Oh, CK, with chalk on his sleeves,
Teaching hope to the broken the world sometimes leaves.
Calvin Kid, in the city’s beating heart,
A substitute soldier doing God’s quiet part.
And though the pay was low and the tempers sometimes slid—
He still rose every morning, Calvin Kid.
🌪️ VERSE 5 — THE STORMS AND THE CALLINGS
Katrina roared — he drove to the fray,
Helping evacuees push grief away.
He sorted the clothes, he carried the tears,
He watched hope flicker through shattered years.
Then Thailand cried after waves of doom,
And CK boarded a plane through the late monsoon.
Bibles and water in a backpack worn,
To a land where the world had been ripped and torn.
He walked with the grieving under shattered trees,
Giving comfort in whispers on salt-stung breeze.
He didn’t solve the wreckage, didn’t fix what he saw,
But he showed up bravely — the servant of awe.
🇺🇸 VERSE 6 — THE MAN WHO AIMED FOR THE WHITE HOUSE
He filed in ’04, then he filed again,
Governor, President — not for power of men.
But to shine a small light on the things people missed,
To remind the world justice still exists.
His FEC number stamped in black,
Proof that CK never once looked back.
He ran with sincerity rare today —
A pilgrim who gave his dream away.
In his White House letter he wrote with fire
Of immigration, hope, and a nation’s desire.
He pleaded for welcome, for unity’s blend,
For America’s courage to rise again.
🔥 CHORUS — CALVIN KID, STILL LIFTING UP THE LAND
Oh, Calvin Kid, with a mission never done,
Strumming hope like a hymn under God’s bright sun.
Oh, CK, still believing in the vow
That the meek and forgotten deserve better somehow.
Calvin Kid, with his sail raised high,
Trusting God for the wind, never asking why.
From the Midwest winters to the world he outbid—
Life was a calling for Calvin Kid.
🌟 BRIDGE — THE PRAYER OF CK
He said, “Lord, I’m not worthy, I’m not wise,
But show me the world through Your own eyes.
Whether chaplain or teacher, or traveler afar,
I’ll follow Your whisper wherever You are.
I’ll raise my sail in the strongest storm,
And trust Your wind to keep me warm.
My life is a letter that You alone read—
So let me be faithful, in word and deed.”
🔥 FINAL CHORUS — CALVIN KID, THE LEGEND STILL ALIVE
Oh, Calvin Kid, still walking through our mind,
A seeker, a wanderer, a shepherd of mankind.
Oh, CK, from the cradle to the fight,
From the mission fields to classrooms lit by flickering light.
Calvin Kid, the boy who became a man,
Who showed the whole world how a small soul can
Change oceans, touch nations, give hope where it hid—
Yeah… the world is far better for Calvin Kid.
🎵 OUTRO — THE WIND AND THE SAIL
So here’s to the boy with the papers at dawn,
Who kept pushing forward when others moved on.
To the teacher, the chaplain, the servant who said:
“Thy will be done”—and humbly tread.
His story’s not over, it’s only begun,
In the echoes of kindness and the battles he won.
And somewhere above where the faithful are bid—
God smiles on the journey of Calvin Kid.
