The True Essence Of The Moon

I closed my eyes and rested my mind on top of the moon    
As I looked up into the darkness of the skies  
A place where you are one within the universe devoid of mental gloom    
I realized I was not alone    
Traces of my past and my present footsteps embedded    
Oh God, I continue to pray for an answer, where are we headed    
    
I ask the Lord how strife continues to exist when we are here to spiritual atone    
How could this uncertainty of life perplex us to ask where we truly belong    
A figment of the imagination, yet to our eyes, the birds sing its morning songs    
When my soul waits patiently upon earth for the keys to eternity    
A place where man rules like a beast with his heart    
Shredding life forces day by day unto death of his vessel departs    
   
The doctrine of an ugly creed only brings heartache, and festers old wounds to bleed    
Is this by Heaven designs    
An image made of spiritual enlighten, helpmeet unto a woman’s existence by the enclosure of his side    
A Creator who allows gently hands to rock the cradle    
Behind school desks, authoritarians labeling our kids, disavowing of their mind’s free will    
Open your mouth you little disruptive bastard here is your magic pill    
Homes without food for our generational babies to eat    
I hear the anger calling from out the slums, the ghettoes as it rings out to the mean streets    
   
Thank goodness, help is on the way    
Wait a minute…. hold up… I tell you I’m the victim    
Detained, now checking the pedigree behind my slave’s name    
Oh, this feels like way back when, deprived civil rights happening all over again    
Will the color of my skin ever win    
Zombified existence prowling off man made drugs    
More respect given to the liars, killers, and the thugs    
   
I inhaled the vast planets unseen    
A beautiful paradise fit for Kings and Queens    
An earth ordained for living by time to occupy, North, South, East, West    
American Dreams we adopt to the confinements of our space    
Documented by the Constitution not for every race, until amended    
Are you still offended    
Politics to fit anyone’s mental drift    
Once you sift through, hoping your presence will be counted for    
Be advised it’s just propaganda bullshit    
   
Electoral votes    
Hoping it will not be in vain from you waiting out in Autumn’s cold    
Secret societies    
Bill Gates and his depopulation    
Vaccinations predisposed notions, soon to be a ID2020 revelation    
Moorish man asked to be the sacrificial lamb    
Yes, ask the Tuskegee men and how their Syphilis felt    
Denied treatment, died and the gravesite is what their contribution was dealt    
   
BLM marches still asking why    
Hooded agendas    
Needed the rage fueled for how times once was    
Once I open my mind, heart, the window to my Chakras allows me to finally exhale    
Dealing with the world’s offerings is like taking a slice of hell    
I rather go hungry    
Yet, one must always thirst for knowledge, wisdom, maintain serenity    
To survive life’s indemnities    
   
Does it really matter how our anointing comes    
Rare intellects will always find comfort as they think as one    
I slowly descend off the mountain of the most high    
The moon I bow unto as my soul gradually unwinds    
My mind much clearer as seeing for the first time