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Spirit Bomb
Heaven and earth
To the ends of the last universe
I call forth all that is true
From the Bahama waters blue
Red as the clayed canyons
Supple as a mother’s breasts
Strong as our last breaths
I call forth all that is real
On Namek and beyond
Green little worms
Orange lady bugs
Good luck
Grandmas
Cooking
Sweet butter on the last loaf
I’m beaten, I’m worn
Of battles/wars I’ve won
One last chapter
One final play
Of integrity
Against this ravenous entity
I’m swollen, I’m exhausted
Yet prepared to call forth all that
Is love, is light, determining the outcome of this fight
I am Dorothy, daughter of Marc & Maxine
Power in my genes
Nature does my good biddings for me
A black bird
To the ugliest sea urchin
Give it to me
Fire
Water
Air
Earth
Life essence to me
Because what we up against
Has generational longevity, supercedes
A stronghold, a foothold locked in fear
Of change, of true liberty
Give it to me, as a diplomat
Of thee
Man, woman, seedlings
Give it to me- I won’t betray with fallacies
But in spirit and in truth
I rebuke-Majinboo and anything of the look
I’m not afraid
To die
Spirit bomb overtake me
Engulf me in the saving rapture of your existence
This is it
Now trembling in ya boots
Death is the reward
For-anything untrue
Our love conquers all
Is all, everything
I call forth my humanity
I still believe
I can be free
Spirit bomb released…
To the ends of the last universe
I call forth all that is true
From the Bahama waters blue
Red as the clayed canyons
Supple as a mother’s breasts
Strong as our last breaths
I call forth all that is real
On Namek and beyond
Green little worms
Orange lady bugs
Good luck
Grandmas
Cooking
Sweet butter on the last loaf
I’m beaten, I’m worn
Of battles/wars I’ve won
One last chapter
One final play
Of integrity
Against this ravenous entity
I’m swollen, I’m exhausted
Yet prepared to call forth all that
Is love, is light, determining the outcome of this fight
I am Dorothy, daughter of Marc & Maxine
Power in my genes
Nature does my good biddings for me
A black bird
To the ugliest sea urchin
Give it to me
Fire
Water
Air
Earth
Life essence to me
Because what we up against
Has generational longevity, supercedes
A stronghold, a foothold locked in fear
Of change, of true liberty
Give it to me, as a diplomat
Of thee
Man, woman, seedlings
Give it to me- I won’t betray with fallacies
But in spirit and in truth
I rebuke-Majinboo and anything of the look
I’m not afraid
To die
Spirit bomb overtake me
Engulf me in the saving rapture of your existence
This is it
Now trembling in ya boots
Death is the reward
For-anything untrue
Our love conquers all
Is all, everything
I call forth my humanity
I still believe
I can be free
Spirit bomb released…
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