Spoken Thoughts Through The Eyes Of A Princess

Father, will you tell me all the stories that originated out the depths of the sea  
A land beforehand that defines our presence here on earth  
A place in history that was preserved for you and for the generation divine calling of me  
Will there be tales where the dragon slays the innocent with fire, the boogie man in black robes sitting on judgment seats  
Taking breaths of Hebrew liberations to be placed in a cage to no longer pilgrimage free  
   
I see Looming castles and exotic animals running in the wild  
Fields of greenery as I walk through the meadows when playing as a child  
When I’m bigger, will politics sale the survival of our existence, eminent domain us from sacred lands  
Segregate us by what we do not have or what we do not allow in our bodies to drift  
I want to grow up in a world, where we all are accounted for, not by the way we live  
   
I will one day walk the passage where my fate and destiny once thrived, our tribes, our villages once stood, we strived as we survived    
Kings, Queens, and Empresses, with welcoming arms, ancient spiritual advisers with dialects in union of guidance shall always roam  
To have mercy by the Provers of rebirth evolution home  
The remembrance of unchained freedom now stands tall as I whisper to the wind  
In the enlightment of my mystique power, I will bless over the terrain, the clouds that harvest the soothing rain  
   
My small hands will not be limitless when reaching up for the secrets of the stars  
If you listen closely, you may hear the overtures to the universe beyond, Saturn, Uranus, and Mars  
The creation of the Most High, from his deepest imagination    
He gave to us His deepest admiration  
A world ordained to you by the baptism of rebirth celebration  
Where your dreams you can fulfill, be a beacon of inspiration on your road to salvation  
   
Unto the passage of your heart, your temple your meditated mantras will be bestowed upon    
Humanity needs knowledge, and the calling of wisdom in the days of carnage before the kiss of Dawn  
Your footsteps in life will be the throne of your grace, wherever your sovereign bestows, it patrols  
The dark, illuminates its path, for the sightless the gift of compassion, peace, serenity under the warmth of the Sun  
As a future Queen, unto the innovation of my spirit, will my voice uphold the nature order of its light, until thy will done  
   
Will you tell me about the lineage of my roots, when the color of other hues on the rainbow does not have the grace to    
atone  
What do I tell the embodiment of ignorance, the ignorance of truth, when rubbing sticks together and throw stones  
Never descend into the abyss of anyone’s two brain’s hemisphere  
High vibrations will always uplift any purpose’s worth as it would appear  
   
My path in life, is to never give credence to the seven deadly sins  
Only snakes with bitter tongues gravitates to mental discontent or animosity no matter what they slither in  
Keep your intellect pure of thoughts, your Chakras spiritually aligned  
Will this biosphere still exist as I close my eyes and sail on the rings of infinity    
A young soul who has glimpsed the depravations of technology’s epiphany  
   
Will the world know I am of regal, I am a future Queen  
My expectations, my visions ordained as jovial tome witnessed by eyes have seen  
I am the pictograms shrouded across the history of time, above the towering trees the echoes of my ancestral’ roar  
Prominence in it's the heritage, once I bow in respect and serenity may society open doors