By Oladosu Michael Emerald
“If you control the resonance frequency of an object, you control the object itself” – Nikola Tesla
I am an object, my mind is controlled
by waves & frequency, but not by me!
I swear! I do not like to be legislated
by my inner monster – like a magnet,
It draws me like an insect into a flame,
I obey like a zombie without question.
I am a cartographer. I make maps
on my thighs with a knife that leads to many paths.
Every scar a route to hell – the devil may present
a pleasant visage. The better to seduce
& influence the weak-minded.
I will burn like those who spawned me. I am burning already.
I have seen death.
it wears a black shroud & it is null.
Death cannot damage itself
because it still has one foot in hell.
I did not abandon my faith.
I put it in truth. & here’s what the truth tells me:
“if you want a stairway to heaven
do not call a priest. Call the carpenter.”
Can I wrench back control?