I am both Divine and a mystery
My soul entwines ancestral knowledge
You won’t find in any class of history.
I am beyond the political structures
Formulated like dilapidated infrastructures
To trudge on and give you fractures
Of esteem, denying your freedom
Of movement and speech
I am eloquent and quick
My wit is enough for your insomnia
My tweets are enough for your dementia
My hair black and dread forming a foliage
Of yesterday now and tomorrow.
All intricately woven
By God’s top notch architectural designers.
Yesterday still gives you nightmares
and finds you stuck in ambers of sorrow.
Because of my rebellious flares
My now is a glare, you can’t even dare
To resist.
I am a resistance.
Waiting for you at the end of tomorrow’s tunnel.
Wrapped in the dusk like pollens.
My now is fierce, with a demenoir of Kabaka Mwanga
My now is a distill in a scientific lab
To cure you of you’re homophobic aching fat bellies
Fat worms of hate feasting on farts of ignorance.
I am allergic to gentically instilled genocide
and the diabolical physical features of stunted growth
Verbose on paper and spats.
Secretly secreted draconian laws
Pinning me against walls of a doe
I am past the hate, and the malice you peach
I am far beyond your reach
Yet near to get you bleach…
Unbleach your school mindset
To know that I am divine and a mystery
I am A 🌈 Divine Energy. I Rain 