Please Do Not Block The Flow Of Positive Energy

Positive energy never dies  
Sometimes we must put on the gloves and forget about the whys  
Female Dog in mental heat keep attacking me without merit  
You cannot compare a Cubic Zirconia to a diamond of ten carats  
Your delicate poems of armor  
Aged and hostile, weak soul of spiritual dishonor  
Petty words, that has no weight here, no class  
Spewed only as venomous trash  

Close your blind eyes and let me take you on a journey to the powers that be  
To close minded ignorance, that try to define their rendition of me or my creed  
If what you see, and you think that’s it  
Then open your ears and attune to this  
Most do not know how to revamp the elasticity of their mind  
Assume the heart tends to arrogantly boast about non-importance in the reality of time  
Or could never tell the reality from fiction  
Downgrading their own twisted domain of their own self-lacking moral convictions  
I never listen to the mouth of an older babe  
Who cannot determine her mind from her age  
 
It takes a strong will where you lose yourself to bring God’s child down  
You best believe I roar when my trumpets sound  
My intellect is not to be taken as playground for riddles to atone  
A child in grown folks clothing still throwing sticks and stone  
Please mentally uprise  
You will never be the worry of my demise  
Your perceptions is half a century and halfway over  
Mine is for the world in its glorious state to discover  
Give hope to troubled minds as my ruling to understand hovers  
Who has the blessing to get older, but never the wiser, and then berate with the compulsion to hate  
You may, but I am Haitian Creole, and that has never been my place  
I will always stand in the light of God’s grace  
A concept most cannot understand when your perceptions of others dwell in a Hellish place  
I come in peace and no falsehood riddles  
I am just that simple from the end to the middle  
 
My faith, my creed will never be demoralized  
By the fate of an oppressor or by my senior who lives on bowered time, who words, age have certainly surmised  
I am not here to amuse, or enthuse  
If that is what you think then you are truly ignorant  and you stand to be accused  
My words, will always remain strong and ring true  
For the wise, and yes even the malicious fools  
 
Tyrant of another color  
The more you use your brain, the more your childish antis gets duller  
For your treacherous belittling words and heart of Stone  
There will never be God’s glory behind a wretched throne  
Therefore, leave me in peace and go on your life’s journey, alone  
I refuse to waste my thoughts on a person, who calls herself a woman, yet, behaves like a damaged child  
Crawl back in your hole for another day I’m sure Hell is missing there spawn from its side  
 
Angels are up here trying to do God’s work, spread love, which to some, is showered and given from above  
The democracy to scribble upon canvas such poetic words  
However, unrefined feathers, such as yourself, do not make classy birds  
 
Selah  
 
This is posted in NoPoo as well