The Overseer (COTS)

I am the Surveyor of this foreign land                  
Now inhabitants by the Native, European, and Moorish man                  
I relate progress before the arrival of our King, then Queen                  
Terrestrial Advisor, to decipher the constitution of your civil laws for what they may seem                  
Shifting my presence to the Council of the greater good                  
Politics, Religion and Sex, amendments, revised articles, still your humanity is misguided in dual directions, and both are highly misunderstood                  
Unto the voice to change it, enjoy, or ask to forgive for it                  
                            
Troubled voices with confused minds laid on couches, trying to find the hindsight of life and a path to find self-love   
If it is not in you naturally, then pray of its liberation given from above                        
Scorpio mentalities stings veiled in words                      
Our Queen she roams, it is she, who tells the secrets to this Hummingbird                      
                      
I deeply embed the tip of my sword in your radioactive soil and close my eyes                  
Your humanity flashes in centuries’ spans, from the Elite to the lowly man who cries out in redemption before he dies                  
Humanity poisons the fetuses', while still in the womb                  
Once delivered, and weaned off the colostrum nutrients, toxic lead food that is surely to steal the morality only to rest in an early tomb.                  
The generation with the mark of the beast grasp in their hand                      
Nano 5G speed wired across nations                  
Acceptable gamma rays to the brain, scrambling those natural sensations                  
                  
Erected cell phone towers to reach humanity as virgin minds lay, walk, or stand                      
Idle hands invested in a feeble mind, the potential to do self-demise cannot spiritually nurture the sovereign or his land                        
The wonder of divinity was not to be in the Creator’s favor in such biblical times                  
Lift is a beautiful gift to the self, with rewards of beauty wisdom, knowledge, spiritual enhancements, but you mortals are so in haste to zombify your minds                  
Unbalancing the third eye, the path of the Charka's enlightenment                  
Awareness and spiritual realms unknown an elevation to divine                            
                               
Is our doctrine in the honesty of our marrow, wallowing in the sacred waters of peace                  
Devoid of asunder to seek the destruction that makes hearts bleed, bring nations to their knees                  
The tip of my spear piercing poachers from the hunt of the innocent prey                  
What roams the earth in peace, should always be able and allow to run and play                  
Why in the kindness of words, minds recite fables of who we truly are                  
In silence and the strife of disparity, hate, and racism whispered back, if only we look back and see we’ve come so far                  
     
Of our creed, we do as we must, as we can                  
Why does your society not accept the offering by the sweat of mankind’s brow, we are here once again to come and understand                      
We are capable of leading nations, our Confederation of Lords, Kings, Warriors, Earthbound under our own command      
          
           
           
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