The Dawn is broken

Dusk; the dawn is broken, plus
The pawns cleared the board is left
Smoking.
Floating; choking, holding on but still provoking
The flow that is smoking.
With dreams and desires from the
Philippines manifest on the eighteenth
Seems to fall from lava springs.
We are kings and queens, screaming
From the jet stream; past those that are unclean.
Remaining unseen, life is like a constant dream.
Like alive but spliced between what's real, and what
Is sureen We have been Crowned sons of man
We are the Supreme being.
Created in the image of the all so stand tall;
We are the universe covered by the flesh that
Is why we thirst for the things that hurt.
The last will be first with no regrets, working to
Break through the firmament and pass life's
Test. Master the effects that cause man's fall;
If not, Shh we don't like talking like that
At all.The beast in man is very carnal; but the
Divine human being is without fault he is wonderful.
The spectrum from wince we came is colorful;
Then, walking in the light we continue to grow
Ever more powerful; pearls on a string steering
The community of the righteous are not really
Religious; instead they are with those from
Cyprus; Hills rolling with the touch from Midas;
But it's still really just the dusk, with pawns and,
The dawn that remains broken; but the king cleared
The board and it's still smoking.

Blackhemmingway 2014©