Superstar
Amongst the prevalence
Of audience,
I'm in my Element.
Paradoxical mix of
Energy and
Peace.
Intense blissfulness.
Pulsating and Profound
Chorus of
Harmonious sounds.
Six billion on the ground
The only spotlights
On me now...
Conciousness ceases
To exsist
As the galaxies stars
Have made me rich.
The orbit of a Mystic.
With each syllable
I align their universe
Elation
Over my occupation.
Swirling constellations.
My lips emit
Ignited comets
Pluto melts
In my grip.
Nebulas implode in my mind
As I meteor shower
Wisdom into black holes
Engulfing the masses.
Momentary immunity for
Intellectual paralysis.
My glare
Beams rays of light.
Within ultraviolet glow,
Ultra violence is exposed.
No shelter in shadows.
The blind's first sight.
My voice bellows,
Constant rise,
Gravity is a friend of mine.
Infinite echoes as
My prophecies inhibit
Revolution.
I remain mellow.
The deaf hear it clearly...
I remember when
The world proposed to me,
Heroes and villians on two knees,
Praying for Holy matrimony.
But I already wore Saturn's ring
And saw the universe as my family.
They deemed me a superstar.
Extraterrestrial
Inhabitant of celestial.
Showcased like an all-star
Iridescent to the near
Iridescent to the far.
I stare at the six billion
As they star gaze back at me
With the same look I always see,
Stupefied and revitalized.
Neurons in hyperdrive.
Their core values have
Took quantum leaps.
Spotlight eclipsed,
Standing ovation now comes,
So for today,
My cosmic job is done.
-Stephen Kofi Opare Obeng
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