Tear me down , make me frown,
betrayed by a bunch of clowns.
I was the loser they loved to tear down
I was kind and trusting and so the humans took advantage,
blindsided they destroyed everything I loved
My spirit was crushed to the ground.
Left in the dirt,
I was abandoned by all.
And finally the rage in me awoke,
a time to change and evolve,
Love was the motivation that fueled my goals.
It was then when I was left alone in the cold,
that I deciphered the harsh reality
Love did not matter
The only thing humans worship is a thing they called “POWER”
it is their religion,
the platform needed to carry out my life’s vision.
And so the quest began…
to obtain, create, build and acquire,
the true expression of “POWER”
And so it slowly manifested.
I prayed to my father requesting assistance in finding it.
He told me “be patient” your time is coming,
everything is aligning.
At the right moment,
I would meet the right people.
I would have my vengeance,
just like Monte Christo.
I became a part of the rebellions,
The revolutionist true alleys of “The new world order”
Taking Power from the evil,
empowering “the pure of heart”
restoring balance,
evil had reigned for too long
A time for change,
restructure the planet.
This was my mission,
much greater than my story.
The heart of a warrior and the spirit of a Queen
Justice always comes in three’s
All bad seeds will grow weak.
Watch my words come to life:
One by one I will watch them bleed, grovel
and become powerless.
I had to hit rock bottom to climb to the top.
Patience was the lesson,
nothing worth having would came easy.
My mind had to grow strong,
proper preparation for the psychological warfare to come.
Power would become my art.
I gave my enemies grace,
when the tables had turned I was betrayed in the worst way.
now its my turn.
Time had given me the best lesson,
no bad deed will go unpunished.
The next battle I will be the merciless.
Yes I was the wolf dressed in sheep’s clothing.
Justice is vengeance,
a dish best served cold,
for those who dare to be bold.
You see giving up was never a choice,
Being a fighter was a power of its own,
the rest followed and manifested in my world.
I would obtain the final instrument needed to win the war,
Slow success building character.
Patience was the weapon that won the battle.
To do Good is true POWER…
In Conclusion:
On this Independence day I ask you where your heart is…
If you had the power to do anything, would you use it to help people or only yourself?
The time for change has come, and only the pure hearted will have a chance,
will you join the revolution to dismantle and overthrow the illuminati and thus commence a “New World Order”
The Time has come for a new world where evil will reign no more , a time for peace and to heal all
and to welcome a new specimen…