Today I am attempting to stare
Into my soul.
The authentic me.
The daughter of God.
Who knew?
Yet, every once in a while,
I feel a sudden and angry kick from my ego.
Lashing out in a defiant stand for misery.
My stupid fucking ego.
How the hell did I ever trade my throne for scraps
Of useless junk?
It’s almost humorous.
But then again….
There is nothing really funny about
Starving children sleeping in dumpsters
And crying for love.
There is nothing really funny about
Single mothers getting high to get by
While spreading their wings to another dying day.
And what’s funny about endless war and rape and
Slaughter houses for the living,
The breathing.
The innocent angles of Now.
What are you doing with your life?
Because they All, are the reason I have dedicated today
To Soul Searching.
This day, to magnificent miracles.
To forgetting tomorrow
And forgiving yesterday.
The choice is so simple,
And yet so bright for twisted minds.
It’s like exposing the blind to the sun.
Like pulling the dead from their shadowy graves.
And Yet…
Just when I think we are about to lose this war.
The second I wave white flags in surrender
From the balcony of the highest tower,
And hang my head in certain defeat,
Someone turns
On, Suddenly
Bursting into sun sparks and star dust,
Like a child’s infinite imagination
Exploding up across the universe in a fit of Joy,
Of Possibility.
A diamond pulled from the rough;
Set out to sparkle for the first time in centuries.
Centuries of hate,
Of Anger,
Guilt,
Fear,
Loss,
Betrayal,
Broken Promises
And Torn Down Dreams.
It’s hard to judge the dammed
When gazing out from heaven,
When all you know is love, all you see is love.
When all you know is pain, all you see is pain,
And so the broken game plays on.
But eventually,
You will hit rock bottom.
You will have suffered enough.
And that is where I am waiting.
Waiting for your true self to open your eyes
From a lifetime of silly nightmares
And into the Light that has finally come.
So hear my cry,
I am a confirmed rebel.
Black wings singing ancient praises
To the beautiful Unknown.
Because if you replace dark with Light,
There would never have been a war to fight.
And that’s the side I play on.
Because when the Great Teacher said there was only One God,
He was right.
For Who could rule but Love?
