Born amidst a thunderstorm
Shango’s powers were potent
Controlling thunder, lightning, and fire
Becoming a sacred master of desire
Orishas are sacred spirits
Native to the Yoruba people
They flow with the energy of ancestors
Offering strength to those willing to believe
The middle passage was a holocaust
But sacred spirit survived the carnage
Our organic traditions remained deeply rooted
Orishas trasmuted into spirituals of the cotton fields
Shango was a powerful king
In death he became a god of salvation
He executed swift divine justice
Seeking cosmic order and liberation
Shango also a god of virility
He radiates phallic potency
Unleashing orgasmic power
Drums fueling rhythm and frequencies
These spiritual waters have been hidden
Transcendent traits of many faiths obscured
For millenia we have navigated quantum fields
Now we can release consciousness in the flow of ideas
Shango integrates the shadow
The parts that are shackled in shame
Panafrican powers rise to his name
We have nothing to lose but our chains
Shango conjures metaphysical power
Mastering intention and alchemy
LIghtning a fierce force of electricity
Fire amplifying spiritual energy
Shango embodied archetypes
Warrior and lover–dancer and revolutionary
His power radiates through our diaspora
His energy and insight visionary
VIsual creator is unknown
–BYPO PHOENIX c02025
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