WHO AM I?<br /><br />I have seven heavenly panels<br />Leading up to a pointed sphere<br />I’m multidimensional like a crystal<br />And my center is never clear.<br /><br />I’m an inventor and pioneer.<br />A mentor to my peers.<br />But I'm not as sound as my shell reveals,<br />Because I’m tormented by my fears -<br />That may appear to be grounded<br />But my insides are filled with tears.<br />And the sadness is well-founded,<br />From years and years<br />Of traumatic experiences<br />Compounded<br />In the most demented<br />Atmospheres.<br /><br />I talk but feel like nobody hears.<br /><br />Has reason disappeared?<br />And, God, are you near?<br /><br />This is Giza’s 7th light force<br />And I'm asking you to interfere.<br />I can no longer walk amongst the blind and dead<br />With open eyes and ears.<br />I’m trying to maintain my sanity<br />And to straighten up my veneer<br />As I roll amongst the growing calamities<br />Flowing on Earth’s severely trashed<br />Frontier.<br /><br /><br /><br />Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun (2010)