May all the bitter red pills you had to swallow
Nourish and heal the scars from the jagged lies you were sold
May all the steely glares that burnt into your beautiful naked face
Twist into smiles as lost souls find solace in your radiance
May all the backs that turned on you in compliant disgust
Become a human shield that protects you from the shrapnel of illusion
May all the violent words spat out at your unbridled footsteps
Transmute into worded rhythms that beckon you to dance
May the constant taunts at your selfish insanity through not following orders
Become the low hum of gratitude that infuses you with grace
May all the weary days and weeks and years of isolation
Bring you to the greatest union with and reverence for yourself
May all the roads you had to walk alone and ostracised
Be paved with bricks of the kind of gold that nourishes your soul
May all the words of truth you spoke that were silenced
Be sung back to you in a glorious harmonious embrace
May all the times you were locked out of life for daring to think
Guide you to find your soul tribe amongst the ashes on the street
May all the moments the madness made you want to leave
Strengthen your resolve to create a world worth living in
May all the times they threatened and abused and ignored you
Remind you of the incredible strength and resilience you inhabit
May all the invasions that told you, you don’t belong here
Guide you to your kindreds who will make this place your home
May our divine guidance call our life paths to cross one day
So that I may embrace you and say thank you for staying true
Written by Tjoni Johansen.
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