Only time will tell

Where we’ll end up

Will we overcome a system

That seeks to behead us?

I was supposed to be dead, but

I made a bed to the left of the blood

That they spilled

I looked into it and it revealed

The screams of the innocent,

The last fallen tear and dream of the oppressed

Those oppressed because of the 

Rejected beauty of their flesh

Those oppressed because of their sex

Or who they sex,

Or those who are neither feminine

Nor masculine: just pure energy 

In flesh. May we all connect

And resurrect, that which this system

Once made dead.

The dreams of freedom will be realized

Breaking the seal of ill lies

As life passes by, all we can do is do

And ascend beyond try

Ascend beyond time,

Until peace can be here now.

Have peace even in chaos,

Have peace in the uncertain,

If there are no roads,

Is the way lost?

Is life a play? And, if so,

What’s behind the curtain?

The mind’s uncertain,

But the red light special

Blinds the virgins

And so I make love to tragedy

Until I can return home valiantly

A champion which overcame the dark

Of the world, which challenged me.

On the ground I screamed

But rose to my feet

And secured my place as one

Who will never quit upon defeat

I take every L and turn 

It into a W, 

O ye weary soul,

Fret not; no longer let

This confused world trouble you

Or tire you

All that’ll do is expire you

Rise into the higher you,

And pivot on a dime,

Like how jet fighters do

The warmth of God is alive in you

Your shout shall shake tyrants who

Rise to move,

But they will rise to lose

As the lifeless ooze

Fades from the cadaver

Of their misplaced vengeance

They rebel against all that is sacred,

All that is holy.

Let that be their last mistake

Let oppression be ended

As all life is precious.

Many don’t know who they are

And so they fight with a question:

“Who am I?”

All my poetry does is place you

Beside a suggestion,

That leads to an answer.

My poetry is primal

And so it bleeds through

The deep wounds of a panther.

It’s the healing I’m after.

The feeling of laughter.

All my life I’ve been a fighter,

So now, I’m a dancer.

An old soul in this world,

And so I stand out.

And don’t feel at home.

But nothing is a mistake, so here’s home.

The universe is speaking to me,

I can feel it in my bones.

I’m being called to something greater.

And this call is all I’ve ever known.