Once we were adorned in fabrics fit for Kings and Queens, the streets today are filled with loose threads that have been tangled then sewn onto spirits. Overdressed in illusionary fabric that blinds us on the path as the follower, following shadows that falsely measure our place in society.
Threads that are included into our cotton and fine silks. Lesser logos are woven in to our souls pledging a legions to masters that observe us from concrete buildings. Concrete caves that have been carved deep in our hearts and in the centre high above city streets.
A false skin, body mask has formed covering our sight, blinding us to our spiritual reflection trapping, minds and bodies. Disparaging is the truth that some willing choose to robe them selves in such fashion, fashion that imitate, separate and castrate the innocent.
Mouths are filled with truth which has been devoured with deception, but forced to release the undigested mass from their bowels ( "Truth" with not be swallowed) For it has littered the path with it's offspring hidden, unknown and unformed treasures . Treasures which have been fertilized, the seeds sown are now ready to create a new fabric.
Truth will, Truth has, Truth continues to strip naked the once form fitting uniforms that LEADERS have selfishly used to cover our view of our self, our reflection, our truth, our story and our beauty. Wolves in sheep's clothing are in view.
Eyes see them, two legged rebels that stumble out of tune to natures drum distorting her rhythm. False skin now exposed tripping through the new and shivering with the old .
Eyes see wounds enlarge while scares liquefy exposing stains of remorse on the flesh of liars. Eyes see the evidence of the undressing for a new world.
GET NAKED or be stripped....for the royal garment awaits.