A People to Be All Hierarchy and Philosophy

I feel a motion and an emotion inside of me.  All the things that I have done and been, are creating an alchemy of thought and religion that I would call philosophy of being.  Songs, instruments, equations, equestrian, work space, and work place.  Experiment becomes tradition and in transition the dance creates life of its own.  I welcome a guest within my chest, and it turns into a Kevlar vest.  Too many people, too arrogant, and too slow.  My Romeo is eyes of blue all over all of you.  My Klan is a deeply religious man and he is the eyes of brown.  He holds the key to my almighty, thus me.  We will dominate society, but military is economy around me.  A Black Hawk touches down, and they find that there is no ground.  I lie in wait, quietly, as Deity turns to queen.  Royal vows will entertain the mind of man labeled insane.  He is also ordained and cloaks my Rinpoche to give Jesus Christ time to master his mind and gain complete control of philosophy, social work, psychiatry, boundaries, and psychology.  What a soldier he will be.  For now, I sit and see a fig tree and The Dalai Lama tries to get this Eve to eat.  I will not repeat, for I go now and become Cleopatra for the Egyptian King Twins, and Aphrodite to Christos colony.  Knowing more than one Mohammed is always a good thing, as the clerics of The Middle East take their seats, and unite the nations under one philosophy, and one God.  Who are we?  Maybe she can tell yee with poetry, prose, and rhyme.  Silence tips the boat and my hat stays sturdy on my head.  I pulled the plethora of trees through and now THEY know what to do.  It comes time to "Sing the Body Electric," because this queen is eclectic.