I may not be the ideal
For the world’s appeal
How I feel
I can deal
Because to be silent is to reveal
What’s really real
Exposing the false idols
Of false idols
Remaining idle
Against my rivals
Having the upper hand
To the blinded 3rd eye unreliables
Knowing that my existence
In a world where my persistence
Is trumped by the ignorance
Of the people and their allegiance
I know that my difference
Is under microscopic vision….

To be me
To see me
I am the reckoned force
But yet the last choice

But in due time
The world will witness the reveal

Don’t be blinded by the blinding of the world through blind 3rd eyes and lies of knowledge and revelations….