is a solid phrase of words-work, seriously.

my favorite part:

will you heal the world and be a teacher
a great sharer and speaker
or will you grab the globe and beat her
cheat her and still claim love
like the preacher

I speak above
I think in the dark
Just as the beginning
Subconscious breeds the start
What is not known
Is what is needed most

above, I'd call the meat of your poem, the grit. It's where I thought I connected, understood, pulled more from. It's rhythmic without being sing-songy.