Dream Weaver V of V (Mental Armageddon)🌹

Inhaling and exhaling boarding the dream weaver train  
Closing my eyes, I hear the echoes of cries shivering in the cold rain  
Continental men dressed in suits, united handshakes under the Sun in the act of war, blood embedding in the womb of Mother Nature, a symbolic olive branch of impending despair and gloom  
Sealing the fate of mankind, the Book Of Revelations sorrows casted upon humanity’s earthly doom  
 
The world encased in darkness it’s the new millennium’s perforated plight  
A place where all awaiting souls congregate, to bring inner peace to self, you must give your obscurity a reason to shine its beautiful light  
Your DNA is the temple of thy self  
If man is made in the Creator’s image, then why does his heart not reap of Heavenly wealth  
His broad shoulders carry in his vibrations, famine, racism, carnage, and death  
 
Allow my purpose to stand on the backs of Yoruba Kings as I humbly bow to the Queens of my lineage  
Gods found in the ordained creation of mankind, evolution in earth’s pilgrimage  
Once when the letter ‘S’ was dropped lessening the meaning of divinity spelled backwards became  
unjust, known as Dog echoed throughout the ages of time  
Sentiments of theology is to have faith and believe given of its ideology, yet to atheism its unacceptable and resonates the agenda of darken minds  
The deeds of survival within the passage of religion becomes mentally distorted and sublime  
 
Love and compassion, the purest form of emotions we trust in judgment to display  
Prayers needed when terminal illness manifests be that it may  
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust  
Fallen tears, hopefully, in your last breath in the divine I hope your vessel has been in trust  
Inhaling the cosmic you must find your place, longevity for me has never been about the dynamics of life’s race  
The code to life is when you stop and smell the roses, you realize in the fragrant scent your heart pulsates at its own pace  
 
When you have humbly bowed in the face of death you will find the sobriety to invest in the afterlife  
Remain silent in grace under pressure in the shadows of strife  
Spirit and soul asunder energy never truly dies  
Devine elevation of heart, mind, body, birth, death, and reborn, in this realm, our dreams, hopes, we try to reach, we may fail, but we must continue to try, and try, and try  
Even a baby bird eventually learns how to fly  
Love yourself, and have enough to share, and never covet anyone else’s footsteps and be empathic and comforting in everyone else whys  
 
 
Assalamu Alaikum  
 
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