The Mirror

You are an illusion I do not see Who it is I am supposed to be Who it is I am linked in destiny Be it a nightmare or a dream Who are you spiritually Are you fuschia flower Are you just Devine seed Who are you really inside your beliefs I am not limited to what I see But feel limitations of the sea For I can’t breathe underwater Yet I do esteem That water flows like the essence of me I’ve been accused of being white Yet my skin is of dark chocolate night And my soul glows of fluorescent light Lifting your heart like kente kite Who I am is a purple puzzle Universe spam and mouths in muzzles Like a waterfall I refuse to be still Defying opinions applying free will If it is indeed truly free Why is peace intoxicating To the meek indigo inheriting While war lovers despise charity I rebuke you vanity The curl of my insanity The world of blue humanity That creator hands to me Your view of me is right but wrong Much of what u see is a strong Gene pool play of procreation And heavily made by manifestation The water boils softens potato Same water toils to harden egg you know Of what is inside hidden by skin bones Mirrors they lie until we part earthly home