Queen

How could I label myself as queen without a dream? 
How could I have serenity in my heart and listen to the world scream?
Mercy mercy me 
Things ain’t what they appear to be 
I see
I spoke 
because I’m woke
I’m guided by the unseen 
Mercy mercy me
Oh! do I have a dream 
To speak to nations 
Philosophy of peace 
Opening minds of philosophers 
To mind what I see
Mercy mercy me 
I’m a ancient soul speaking 
from within the paint 
As the pictures were painted 
I am Queen