the birth of a warrior

"A bright light; Messiah seemingly 

descends. 

A loud blast now accompanied by wailing cacophony, his cohorts perhaps.

A feverish burn; must be my fervent devotion." 

Or so you think.

You exclaim, "Enlightenment! This must be enlightenment!" 

Oh Aaliyah, if you only knew.

That wasn't enlightenment,

Tis abandonment.

Don't you blame dear mama leaving an amber hellfire.

Dare blame them chariot-wielding, unyielding 'angels' up above

letting you seep in soil deep below.

Run now! The sirens lament and torment your escape, you hear me?

Don't forget! Don't forget!

Not today, but one day

victory shall be ours. Salvation shall be ours, I forsee.

This,

is your enlightenment, Aaliyah! Survive!

Heed to your messiah!

Your mama's waiting, and so am I.

Rise Aaliyah, you must rise. 

Rise! Rise! Rise!