Poem of Pi=3.14

The mystery of 3.14 is definitive of me just like the mystery of me is divinity you will see.
The surface which shows an unknown straight forward purpose, however is you reverse this 314 to 413 it is clear to see the one less than four is three

Pi is never ending in its ascending to greatness just like my sisters an me, not to say my will to succeed is never bending but it will never be descending

When you look at me just like pi there is more than meets the eye, it is not from my roots that I derive but it is my driving pride installed in me to be all that I can be the mysterious me which is fill with divinity. The mrystery of pi's never ending stride is answered in me as well as the mystery of what keeps me going continuously...it is the will to succeed