Spirit Animal
This might sound crazy but
My spirit animal got to be a female
In the spirit of she, Eye come alive
As the divine feminine
Bold as the sound of a Bori siren
Kissing the Caribbean horizon like sunset
Eye be that Mother Nature typhoon
Eye be my mother nurtured
In the wild of her nature
Born in the lioness den
My paws got scars in them
From predators posing as friends
Only to get close enough
To seize my queendom in the end
They reach for my privates
Like my dress was coming up
Like I wanted it
Like I asked for it
They stare in my presence
As if I only came with physical presents
My beauty is leverage
Negotiating with the ugly
They spew at me
Can't a caged bird still sing
My roar rings
Like the vocal cords of Marian Anderson
In front of a Lincoln mantle
Hopping over Daffy's
Because in god we duck from the old man's America
He treat everyday like rabbit season
And I'm the bad bunny that bugs him
Using masked disguises to invade and make fun of him
Until I slip into an anamorphic loop
And become him
The beast I unleash
Wears a breastplate of righteousness
It's mouth is shaped like the Woman's Suffrage.
It yell like my Betty
It cry like my Tina
It laughs like my Joy
It cusses like my Rosie
It won't forget like my Ruthie
It fights like my sistas
It talks back like my niece
It praises like all 17 of my aunties in a prayer circle lifting hands at the same time
Shouting "thank you" "I'm so grateful"
"God dance in my heart"
"Dance til your feet hurt"
The beast inside (Divine feminine)
Is my divine feminine
Complimenting my eternal masculine
Call my spirit animal Libra
We be balanced
The universal mathematical
Equation of god
1 plus 1 equals 1
We be balanced
The universal mathematical
Equation of god
1 plus 1 equals 1
1 plus 1 equals 1
1 plus 1 equals 1
1 plus 1 equals 1
1 plus 1 equals 1
My spirit animal got to be a female
In the spirit of she, Eye come alive
As the divine feminine
Bold as the sound of a Bori siren
Kissing the Caribbean horizon like sunset
Eye be that Mother Nature typhoon
Eye be my mother nurtured
In the wild of her nature
Born in the lioness den
My paws got scars in them
From predators posing as friends
Only to get close enough
To seize my queendom in the end
They reach for my privates
Like my dress was coming up
Like I wanted it
Like I asked for it
They stare in my presence
As if I only came with physical presents
My beauty is leverage
Negotiating with the ugly
They spew at me
Can't a caged bird still sing
My roar rings
Like the vocal cords of Marian Anderson
In front of a Lincoln mantle
Hopping over Daffy's
Because in god we duck from the old man's America
He treat everyday like rabbit season
And I'm the bad bunny that bugs him
Using masked disguises to invade and make fun of him
Until I slip into an anamorphic loop
And become him
The beast I unleash
Wears a breastplate of righteousness
It's mouth is shaped like the Woman's Suffrage.
It yell like my Betty
It cry like my Tina
It laughs like my Joy
It cusses like my Rosie
It won't forget like my Ruthie
It fights like my sistas
It talks back like my niece
It praises like all 17 of my aunties in a prayer circle lifting hands at the same time
Shouting "thank you" "I'm so grateful"
"God dance in my heart"
"Dance til your feet hurt"
The beast inside (Divine feminine)
Is my divine feminine
Complimenting my eternal masculine
Call my spirit animal Libra
We be balanced
The universal mathematical
Equation of god
1 plus 1 equals 1
We be balanced
The universal mathematical
Equation of god
1 plus 1 equals 1
1 plus 1 equals 1
1 plus 1 equals 1
1 plus 1 equals 1
1 plus 1 equals 1
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Writer(s): Brandon Brockington
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