“Strike me down, and I shall become more powerful
than you can possibly imagine..."
- Obi Wan (Star Wars)

Savor the thought of possible victory
and cast foam pebbles into barren sea
for serpents rise with hoods extended,
venom targets innocent eyes pretended.
Blink when questions lash the alter ego
after remarks made in haste like a tornado
ripped through confines secured with dead bolts,
tried to pillage my Spirit with warped insults.
This Temple that stands before you strong
with pillars of concrete you tried to wrong,
witnessed morbid frenzy in a stone Heart
which your body harbored since birth to start.
Generosity has been taken advantage of once
but only because of Love and Light balance.
Your ideas of my destruction will falter quick,
Higher Powers observe a time bomb you mimick.
Inside this frame rests the Phoenix in slumber
and Universal Power at my fingertips I encumber.
On one knee, bent from a strike by your actions
will summon every Deity with a fateful reaction.
There’s reason as to why my presence is known
to bring Happiness on this path I’ve been shown.
You don’t know me and never will in this Lifetime,
you have no idea how high my Kundalini can climb.
Every move you make, energies follow in tow
while whispered incantations you loudly echo.
Don’t ever smite me Mortal with your seven ways
as Karma will make its home your darkest days.
Revenge or Hate does not seep in my veins ever
nor will my docile personality change like weather.
Remember that my feet tread lightly on Earth’s soil,
the likes of you won’t make my blood run cold or boil.
Hold onto every prayer-request at wake and bedtime
for I forgive easily the nature of each crime
yet Guardians that encircle my entire being
guarantee justice served which you’d be experiencing.



Amber
























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