a week of pain: a week of blame
emotional nausea holds my spirit in chains.
looking deep inside examining my ways
aspiring to give back more than i take
seeds of fire rising higher
consummating revolutionary desire
born to dance and to inspire
praying for liberation from this psychic quagmire
restrictions of cognition breed dysfunction and addiction
breaking patterns and healing trauma build new boundaries for introspection
trust and love are fragile angels
they feel like they are forever until the landscape changes
exculpatory facts are buried in my basement
awaiting a transcendent act of forgiveness and creation
intricate fires illuminate our sculptures
crafting new visions and dethroning old masters
i am questioning my desires and praying for new answers
i stoke the fires of rebellion so our evolution will move faster
this rebel dance is cathartic: pregnant with emotional release
i may never find restorative justice but perhaps i’ll find a bit of peace
i meditate to ward off toxic emotional demons whose minions never sleep
i pray for a hard house beat with treble flying and bass driving deep
i am not a saint or an angel
i am a nascent god in gestation
i call on my people to get in formation cuz its time for our divine insurgency to transform this natio
.we burn fires of love and fires of rage
reincarnating ancient prophets and examining karmic ways
we transform our inner worlds as we aspire to systemic change
i build a cosmic conflagration to heal deeply rooted emotional pain
–BYPO PHOENIX c)2018
