What is divinity?
And who may claim to have seen
All it may be
To have lived and died
Why are we so bland and bleak
Why are we so god damn chic
If to be divine
Is so sublime
That we need not things
To make us gleam
And to let us sing
For our light
Out of this dark night
Has fallen
And tried to rise
But can not surmise
Where have all the kind ones gone
And who can explain
Why our pain
Has not faded
Nor abated
With the passing of time
Like words in a rhyme
These fleeting thoughts
These things we fought
Whispers of another time
They said to me god is great
I said why is there so much hate
They said the divine loves all
But I can’t stand tall
For their hate
Changes my mental state
They say a sinner
Can never be a winner
But I found in the fallen
What I have been long searching for
They say divinity can be found in books
I say to them I never met a holy man
But I know he doesn’t wear your fancy robes
I walked among the fallen
I walked among the damned
I saw the light of hope in their eyes
I saw dignity like no other
I felt strength incorruptible
I felt emotion irrevocable
I met my friends among the damned
I met my peers among the fallen
I knew their light would never burn away
I was born in a prison not a body
I demand to be seen as who I am
They say you’re wrong
They saw you’re fake
They say you are a devil
But I say I’ve seen real light
Real divinity
It’s at the the bottom of the pyramid
The end of the line
Where all the damned are I’ll find
My people
My nation
My pride
The light that will never die
Reflections 