The Queen has risen

The Queen Has Risen

I stand, fierce and bold,
As the universe echoes, destiny unfolds.
I am a walking lighthouse, radiant and free,
Revealing the concealed light within me.

Despite the target on my back,
I rise—like the phoenix, ablaze in black.
With wisdom as my shield, my purpose is clear,
I've come to settle debts—the due date is near.

I am here to reclaim all that is due.
What I found in darkness revealed the truth
Your plans to capture me failed—now it’s your coffin that will be nailed.
I soar the skies, unbound, untamed,
Casting out evil, no shadow unnamed.

I share the light, a beacon so bright,
As a wave of great light approaches the night.
We must do better, no time to deceive,
This is no game for the weak or naive.

Ignorance shatters when love takes the lead,
A force unstoppable, planting the seed.
Demons scatter, trembling in my light,
My vibration too high, my presence too bright.

The mark of the Sun is stamped on me.
The Creator’s spark, unbound and free.
As a sovereign Queen, the mantle of dominion I bear,
A testament to the battles won through despair.

Where will you be when the wave arrives?
Alone, afraid, or with peace in your eyes?
For some, the light will appear as despair,
A vessel unprepared cannot bear its glare.

No masks remain, no more shadows concealed,
It’s all in the open—the truth is unveiled.
You cannot claim what I have earned,
For the fires of hell is where I burned.

I am Pandora, whose box has been opened,
My light and wrath, a force unbroken.
Don’t be caught sleeping—this warning is clear,
The death angel is creeping ever near.

To those unready, the light feels like pain,
But for the pure, it’s freedom’s reign.
April’s wave is no taxman’s call,
It’s Karma—the reckoning for all.

A solar blast ignites the skies,
As the Phoenix reborn, I rise.
The Creator’s spark, unbound and free,
The wealth transfer entrusted to me.

This is a heavy crown I wear,
A symbol of triumph for the suffering I beared.
The death angel knocks, the reaper creeps,
To tally the souls where repentance sleeps.

Purify your heart, make amends with your spark,
The Queen has risen, soul free from prison,
Now it’s time to leave my mark.

By Shamanka LOVE