In MY Eyes

In my eyes I see a mist of ambition staring at me unapologetically nude, reassuring the destiny that lies within me.

In my eyes I see darkness covering clouds of light as I walk the street; the truth of revolution is discombobulated amongst the rubble of materialistic debris.

In my eyes—my eyes are darken by iniquity in order to feel light; my eyes-tools of virtue-become vulnerable to the pride of anger though the stature is righteous.

In my eyes, my brethren in the oneness of God shall be exalted, and yet many remain ignorant of the exaltation of the temporal.  

In my eyes, the struggle of many millennia has been subjected to the mentality of oppression from angles as great as the Universe.

In my eyes, at the end of the day, my pupils are dilated by the injustice of  my beloved enemies…my spiritual eyes  give me second sight to rekindle the flame of my covenant with El Shaddai and to inspire the future fore I still rise.