Seeking

my heart faints within me
looking to your faces I see the shine
but hear shrieking

my twin sons, my raped daughters
you drank from his loving cup
he placed you on a chain
I heard you beg for mercy
he would not relent

so angry he is inherently male
he envied your form
you were so lovely to my gentle son

twins yes but not of the pneuma
they each have a soul signature
my gentle son my mind is not my own
but I've finally gotten wind of what he has done

the houses are loyal to his cruelty
your name and music blamed as the cause
for money, fame , greed and power
their music is to enslave
to shame them and intimidate them into staying

I vow, until you are free there will be no peace
keep me diligent
when I appear not to seek
my own son playing Father