Manifest

even among those Cenobites of the Onyx kingdom I am considered mad
our human fiction has portrayed their mild side
truth and fiction are intricately woven in the imagination of a write
but we know if you can think a thing, it can be manifesting somewhere

uttering shadows I will not deny my dark side anymore if you won't
Father wants me to learn to control the men he has allotted me
guardians of hope I ask my Father to protect those I care for
from them, the men get overzealous in my book with  their correction

even if they spitefully abuse my kindness
thinking my soul is twisted as my flesh is so brutal
being scarred in the battle the world
I could still seduce a flea off of a boils ass

I acknowledge my mother is exiled driven crazy with jealousy
 because my Father has many consorts
He for the most part keeps them separated
I have in past days stirred the heavens looking for Him

getting some unwanted attention from His mistresses
be they male or female
they in a rage followed me seeking out my Father
but he does not reside here with me

Heaven is his domain His Kingdom His Sovereignty established
set up when He got my mother Madness in hand and on a chain
creating the Son and Sun
a coming together of Sol and a soul was born

He says I wear my humility well in this mortal tomb
but what he really demands of me is my displeasure
he says that I challenge Him
He likes ferocity behind the eyes

He says He made a mistake placing me in California
that my head should be  properly veiled
that I should have been raised as a proper lady
in vice and virtue land
I answer Father they would have already stoned me by now
this is me we're talking about

Father, please let me request another shot at beauty
I know you say I'm too masculine as a woman
but I argue I was born as such
and if I am a tomboy it is from being in your company all this time

He says I make a more honorable man
I've been made to manifest as a male
like it or not Daddy I was born a girl
give me a new outfit I promise I won't mess it up

well being slovenly as for your pet name for me
I might just fuck it up
come on Daddy I won't ruin the surprise and whistle in the hospital nursery
saying hi girls and boys I'm new in town

Daddy, I have lost track of the deities I manifested into being
they take breath and have minds of their own these days
can you help me keep track of them?

my male counterpart I shapeshifted into all those centuries ago
after of centuries transfiguring into different beings
I finally learned to shapeshift
well Father there is a confusion with him
he says He's here to defend my honor

Daddy, will you let Him know I am free to ride the air?
the men still think of me as an immortal misfit

p,s, Daddy when you reap me will we all be going to the same place,
my shapeshifting deities
no? I didn't think so

I love you Dad