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I See Your Worth

Oh, I see you shooting your vibes past the stars    
Raise the conscious level, it’s still grounded, push the limits, my throne will tell you how far    
I do not solicit the pulsations of my Chi, my star dust softly floats from Jupiter after it has been tenderly kissed upon Mars    
A Hebrew King is ordained by the will of Allah and in him I trust    
Not by his will to fall into temptation of mental lust    
My value is worth far more the silver, titanium, and from the minerals embedded in Mother Earth, the natural elements of gold    
I am rejoice found in the heart that moves your melanin soul    
What good is a man who has one eye, two ears to hear his own boisterous dialect, and one mouth to speak when in doubt    
His temple has two doors, and upon my wings, not the passage to allow an escape to a darken abyss, leading him farther South    
There is accountability, my Hebrew King to shadow my French Haitian Creole lineage Crown    
Not found in the benediction of your ancient parchment who feet are still rooted on shaky ground    
Man cannot live by bread alone    
His principles of self, his passion for humanity is the foundation where his mind must elevate to atone    
The sound of thunder, the soothing rain I have heard in the quietude of the blessed Yoruba Gods    
Show me your seven wonders, tell me the secrets of your Hebrew spirit, then unto mankind, your deeds as you stretch over troubled waters to calm its depth within the power of your sacred Rod    
There are such beautiful incantations and powers in inscribed words    
I bow to Mother Nature as a Dove looking for higher ground, over the rainbows I fly even higher as an ordained bird    
I see you, do you see thyself    
I am the Queendom of my fate, and my Orb unto me among any King, I do not settle for anything less    
You have fallen from the sky and lost the rights of your sword landing in the palms of spiritual hands    
Seeking a purpose, you have forsaken your fortitude few could understand    
Rest your vessel, as you praise your pilgrimage, it is your right of passage, one day I hope with your embracing heart you will demand    
The winds will bow unto you, as your whispers command    
I stand by the convections of a preordained earthly King      
Blowing you back up to the skies, as clear as infinity’s rings    
In my mission unto earth, and his crown, destiny is the bible, let the pages of its Psalms sing    
“It is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter the kingdom of God”      
I am before, the after, where two souls shall meet in the middle    
Shh.. close your eye, find the meaning to the other, inhale, exhale, release, there you will find your purpose, my love, it’s that simple    
I am the Hebrew mother of all creation    
The first teacher unto man instilling all his divine equations    
To bear his seed the giver of life    
From the blessed womb man cometh forth, never to place upon a King's Crown cosmic strife    
May you find the wholesome of your image made in the mold of the Creator’s hand      
And allow that pineal gland, the gateway to your third eye to always give you purpose as a soulful man      
Written by SweetKittyCat5
Author's Note
The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.

Marcel Proust
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