To Dream The Impossible Dream (Little Rock Arkansas)

Bathe my mind with wisdom    
Cleanse my naked soul in truth    
Guide the freedom of my spirit to the hereafter
My footprints marked, engraved    
The path of my journey has already been paved    
    
The sweetest tidal wave of time washed upon the sands of time
Joyfulness resonating oh thy sweet whispers
Stealing layers of me from birth, my Strawman's account, bankrupt, denied wealth
Sheds of me left, by chains confining blistered feet upon plantation back welts
    
Mirror mirror on the wall
Protect my reflection from humanity’s greatest fall
My vessel of existence never falters, yet divinity within a touch
Where art thou woman as earth demands
I bow to unite with Mother Nature’s creed as I faithfully stand
    
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 ether 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    
Dark souls’ purpose on earth is to dim as they patrol
Marked entities with hellish arms my water bearer refuses to console  
 
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