Beyond The Sapphire Of The Moon

Absence within of its generational seeds           
Unto the world, healing the body with the gentlest of ease           
My heart, my mind, the window of my soul           
Trinity adopted through the passage of the womb            
Given life in the cradle only to return to a six feet underground tomb            
            
Earthly survival to the fittest           
Walking with hands out, the world gives charitable oath to affluency, once money is committed        
Poor mouths still go hungry, feet still shoeless, life continues on           
Framed snapshots of lives, bygone, from the grave I can still hear my ancestors, following thy North Star songs           
Tears of time, for the fallen, the persecuted, the whoremonger, desires unto the Jezebel            
Clothing of intellects, once in the dark, unto another depravation seeking bodily thrills                 
 
Oh, sweet Lilith glory to be for the sins of aether not etched into my skin to ever define me           
Even the helm of Jesus’ garment was touched for the taste of salvation          
The conviction of one’s soul lost in the benediction of life, death, ashes to ashes on a pyre rebirthed in its cremation       
                
From the cocoon of darkness born into the light           
Spiritual blessed and anointed in our beautiful bareness            
Programmed by society's self-hatred, jealousy, envious, greed           
To allow a woman in her own glory, her own righteous magnification to just be            
Conformed by the regality of my presence found beyond the sapphire of the moon is to always believe