This's Jayde Curlz, XCI.

The Extraordinary, Conspicuous and Inimitable,
The Wonderfully made and the one that's fully made,
The one who sees with silver eyes and glows in the dark,
Twenty four days a month, seven months a year, eighty nine years a century,
The world prepared for his coming, cos they knew his worth.
Situations in place, circumstances forseen;
Uniquely made-at least you all know he was clearly made!
Rumours went around, 'he was gracing their streets';
At the time, he was putting two and two together; he soon discovered their doubt.
They threw challenges at him, played life's tape for him-all to be sure,
Despite the odds, he pulled through and through, and they saw him true,
That he was just a simple obvious, too extraordinary to be ordinary, none of his kind,
They asked how he made it in life,
He simply smiled and pointed to the sky.