Do you remember me, even if you don’t call?
My soul is its own electricity generator, spring or fall!
Like a pyramid towering, through history, so tall!
Did you ever think I undermined my love for you, make it look small?
I flower my words so that they should empower
Every twist of destiny, seemingly gangling, but an intrepid shower
Even when I lose, like a tree’s every bower
I am like a shade of grace for truth, every hour!
And I call you my love when Leo and Gemini
String like gold and diamonds in my Godly eye
I am as much rump as feet in the sky
Destiny knows my truth even when I lie!
You know the true aphrodisiac is in a soul that never feared
Did you think I’d die of heartbreak if I was King Leared!
My loves, all those my lands (of yore) and Captain King are just always lovingly reared!
Even when they are rapined from me, have I ever feared?
There can be truth’s volition, even if it takes demolition!
Jashmina, do you see me through the waters of our separation?
You know the priestess-Goddess must anoint God-King with holy unction
So that his anointed Earthly King gets the assurance, to carry out his function!
Or, should God be reduced so callously to hangdog?
The nations of the world be hounded by deceit’s smog
Is the final word going to be written in God’s enemies’ log
And would the kingdom be a fakedom belonging to wokeish wogs!
And do you think he would feel an island in his lands
Of distant memories, carved by his own magic hands!
Is Lear, Rael and Indophile! Is Ram the true Satnam
And Jacob never lost, but wrestled out all the cost!
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