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Be Different, Be Glorified!

- Be Different, Be Glorified! -
 
As I look upon this world, today, I know it not...
For many art lost in hatred mad, and cruel pursuits.
I undertook many a journey, and much thought...
And still, I found this Earth not the one I so knew.
When didst those I even loved lose of their way?
And winter ebbs as spring's first warmth emerges.
I stand with that warmth, I embrace brighter days,
Tapping into the cosmos, a power that ever surges.
Even if I must rebel against all creation to better it,
Better to be an outcast then, in a world gone mad!
For I will be free, and able to exercise of my wit...
Never selling my liberty for a nation's passing fad.
Trust not those in power, for they art oft corrupt...
Nor those who promise what they canst not give!
A true power is at thy fingertips, on which to sup,
Granted by the cosmos, unto all with wills to live.
Let not the world change you; change the world!
One heart, one soul, one mind at a time in glory...
Until all art so lifted up, a cosmic banner unfurled.
Be not a character, but the author of a new story!
 
I am not what people expect, for I am different.
In my difference, there is power and there is purity!
Against all oppression, I will ever stand defiant...
And those who stand with me, shalt bask in unity.
Look to the cosmos, teach and be taught in turn...
And look within, for there lies a beauty boundless.
Feel the love and peace for which thou dost yearn,
And give it unto others, and those in most distress.
 
Too long in silence, I tried to seek higher truths...
I saw the other side of reality, and it stared back.
It coursed through me with a fire that so moves...
But harms not, nor burns until bones art so black.
When didst this force become so entwined in me?
As winter ebbs, and spring's first warmth is seen.
I am like the first flower, basking in pure divinity,
Glowing with a light that is beyond a gilded sheen.
I shalt never bend my knee, unto those in power,
For I serve powers more ancient and more pure!
I am free and able to exercise my will in my hour.
Never shalt I sell out my divinity for aught more...
For those who oppress of others care for naught.
They cannot give what gifts I hath been granted...
And I am happy to be alien in my cosmic thought.
I teach others how to be as free as ever wanted,
And so let not the world change you; change it...
In your heart, in your soul, and in all as thou do!
Until all art lifted up, given thrones whence to sit.
Be not a servant, but the master of a power true!
 
I am not what people expect, for I am myself.
In my uniqueness, there is something that is ideal!
Too much is oppression born of greed and wealth,
But those who stand with me, shalt but bliss feel...
And so look to the cosmos, believe in thy dreams.
Look within, and know that difference is strength,
Which evil cannot overcome, even as it screams.
Thou wilt be glorified, as time runs its' true length.
Written by Kou_Indigo (Karam L. Parveen-Ashton)
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