I am my ancestorsβ edge,
the sword formed from a cloud of witnesses,
the point of now.
I must break the mold,
slash through illusion,
stand for what is rightβ
until fear no longer exists in my aura.
I want to feel it all and glow.
I want to heal humanity, spark a revolution,
free my people, build the tribe.
I donβt want to be just some guyβ
I want to be the guy.
Not for validation. Not for comfort.
But for a glorious purpose
that shatters reality
and remakes it holy.
I must grow faster,
break myself more.
Touch the hem of the garment
and be changed.
I must deepen. Stoke the flame.
I am the infinite ripple.
I want my family
to overcome the trial of fire
and stand as sons and daughters of God.
I want to dance,
sing,
cry,
love,
and live.
I want to punch through the curtain,
shake the foundations,
rip the control system to shreds.
I am the heart of diamonds.
I am the crash of the whole ocean.
I am the lightning that breaks through planets.
I am the wings that hold the universe in flight.
But I am also just a guy.