Grow in compassion, Sow it in your actions And glow with passion No backlash could harm you From passive karma Practice dharma sanatana Sharpen it like katanas Hearken to your manas aura Rajas, tamas and sattvas Find who you are And align with the stars But rise with caution Don't despise the darkness It birthed the light Don't curse the righteous Don't nurture your spiteful nature Decipher the pages I write from my navel Be enlightened and gaze At the brightness, savour The likeness I made
Don't fight like the devas and asuras Be assured that what you crave Is illusory and knavish Truth will be your saviour Let sooth be in your prayers If I'm spooky and dismaying With my words and sentences Observe like an apprentice But practice like a master The atlas will be blackness But dawn will rise again At the surprise of men Pawns will shy from hymns Spawns will try to win But when you lie in sin You can't possibly
I'm the author of gospels But not like the bible You blot out your rivals Mine are eclipsed Like mica chips with the sun On the mic I spit writs for the dumb And blinded, biomicrochips get spun And align with your brains data Redesign your grey matter Rain strata of strange matter Upon it, dawn of awakening Like the morning of a new age I yawn as my jaw slackens And spews pages I spawned and I fought krakens While you conned and brought blackness I donned it and brought back Your sought raps I was often entrapped But I fought back And wrought maps For the lost and the hapless Lost on this atlas, Forced into tragic Circumstances I search for entrancing And perfect answers Worded mantras In universal language Verses from vanished Civilizations I arise with ancient tablets Like Thoth, grasp that the cost Of ignorance isn't bliss In too much knowledge is sorrow But prejudices kiss is deadly Ill find solace tomorrow Amidst this medley Of listless peddlers Of iniquitous venoms I'm gifted with endless Abilities and friends For the moment, Zen till my atonement At one with the tones Of the cosmic ocean The gods have spoken through me But the goddess is my hostess truly I'm so unruly at times It's like I'm blind to the beauty Yet rhyming is duty sublime like divine rulers