this bull shit, it’s thick, it’s weak . . .
the actions and lies you speak . . .
claiming your aura is pure . . .
love is in your center core . . .
your words are cheap poetic . . .
your actions are marketing rhetoric . . .
have you found your center’s work . . .
not the pure chakra you had since birth . . .
the one dictated by the energy of the sun . . .
that opened your soul connecting you as one . . .
not the brand you fashioned, revealed, and shared . . .
all to promote the propaganda that your cared . . .
they follow your purple prose believing for now . . .
manipulating to seek favor from whom you bow . . .
you are but a grain of sand on a lonely trail . . .
seeking self-comfort through those you fail . . .
they gather, they bow they call your name . . .
they spin confused and trapped in your game . . .
its money, its power, that’s what elevates you . . .
ignore the rising because you see them not true . . .
only those who conform to your unconventional unconformity . . .
helping you build your own Jim Jones, L Ron Hubbard community . . .
a god among the lost and wandering sheep . . .
your aspiring, greatness bows them to your feet . . .
to enter your realm of greatness . . .
one must have a bright aura or divine presence . . .
but how would you know so far and detached . . .
to know we are all pure, connected and attached . . .
how much is one’s weight, worth on the scale of humanity. . .
who’s to diagnosis ones flaws, weakness, or insanity . . .
for me I have no circle, my space is wide and free . . .
every soul far and near can touch and link with me . . .
©Kimberly Wilhelmina Floria
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