The last curtain call
The lights are raised
A small crowd lingers on a stage
Not a word
Not a sound
The whole audience is watching
As the lies come unwound
Scripted lies and embellished stories
Dripped from tongues without worries
False narratives and twisted words
Offers a revelation
Of which is deserved
The plot thickened
More untruths were told
making them vicious
Making them more bold
To stand in numbers
Against one
Placing me in the bullseye
Not once did anyone ask,
Why?
Tearing my skin
Breaking my bones
Mocking my tears
My, how you must have felt
Oh so strong
So many
Against one so small
Trying to extinguish
The very light
That prayed for you
Every night
The lights are centered on each of you
Take the bows
For which you’re due
I survived
And I’ve grown
Thank you Spirit
For what you’ve shown
The masks have fallen
The illusions are gone
I see clearly
As bright as day
Thank you Spirit
For showing the way
I pray each get what they deserve
Universe will decide
I close that door
I will no longer hide
