Focused & Farsighted

      
     
 
I'm coming fresher      
Than breath after      
A Neem brush and I        
Know I am not        
The only one out here      
Dodging bad luck      
       
   Respect to those      
Who pay homage      
I orbit like a comet      
And bring the prophecy      
like Muhammad      
In my own way I      
spit fancy everyday I tap        
into my psyche like        
cyclomancy      
       
It's never complicated      
it's too easy      
You see the sky      
Up there I fly up      
There astral projecting        
high up there      
No authority or      
Anyone to summit to      
       
I am my own      
General and a      
Descendant of God as far as      
gender goes life has been        
A series of shows and      
signs since an early bird      
so I am taking back what's mine      
       
Visions beyond through        
the Eye of the third      
Intellectuals have no limits      
As we become open to higher planes      
Twisting up our Lion's mane      
Take it with a tiny grain      
Return to dust from      
Which we came        
a Beautiful      
Masterpiece      
       
Look at what's skin deep your      
Made of golden sheets      
Shocking touch      
of your index finger giving off        
electrons static electricity      
       
The everlasting power        
is within thee        
real wizards and      
magicians don't dress      
up in costumes        
They are focused        
And Balanced by      
the Moon...Moon…Moon...