They would ridicule, they would laugh.
They would stand in her way with envy and wrath.
but she builds pyamids with the blocks they place in her path.
she knows the shadow of the great sphinx could be cast by a scare crow,
and so, her fears would rule her if she didn’t learn to let go…
when she did, miss kemet had become Pharoah.
“I am not a perfect soul, i am a soul perfecting… i am not a human being, i am a human becoming” -egyptian book of the dead