I never want to raise my hand.
I will not lift my terror voice.
I will instead open my heart
to all the good that lies within,
there waiting precious to be found.

I never went to clench a fist
or see a bruise upon a face.
I will instead lift you up and out of
this living grave, this other death,
that’s weighing down upon your life.

This is a prayer.
This is a promise.
I come with open hand.
I am not like some other men.

Let there be joy upon your face.
Let there be laughter, dance, and peace
for the day is coming, coming soon,
when you will be free to be the person
that you always dreamed,, be the person and
feel the love, feel the I love that every soul
on earth deserves, every soul the ever felt the hurt.

 

2/11/2024