She Follows the Birds to Freedom

When They Talk

When they talk,
when they spit fire,
when they breathe ashes from
the threshold of anger
when they curse you to your face
and ridicule your existence,
when they taunt the faith you stand on
and bait your resistance,
and rue the day when the hands that love you held you for the first time,
when they hate you and speak words of death upon you,
when they doubt you and the work you do,
when they discredit everything you care about and tell you that you are nothing
Say nothing yet, wait.
Because they will,
they will tell you that you are not worth the people that sacrificed everything to bring you to this moment,
they will tell you that your soul is not worth the army of angels fighting for you,
they will rip you down from the place you stand and cast you into hell if they could,
because that is what devils do.
And they are devils designed
solely to chase you.
When they tell you this you will want to hurt,
you will want to believe their words,
you will want to bleed and let them see
and let the bullets they fire lead you to death,
you will want to welcome hell just for a respite from their spiteful fire,
you will want to hide away
from their burning eyes,
You will be tempted to believe
that you are nothing.

But do not be deceived,
their words are poison.
Do not drink the lies from their lips
or read truth in their eyes,
for their eyes are empty
with no divine purpose.
When they talk, you listen,
you breathe, you watch, you heed
not the words they speak
but the examples they leave.
And when you have learned their art,
when you have gleaned what their evil imparts,
you be better.
You make them see that you are here for as long as forever will have you
and that you have no intention of being
a slave any longer.
You whisper softly,
words of iron and steel,
diamond-clad syllables that pierce
their plans of ruination.
You whispers so softly that
they will have to shut up to listen,
And in the moments of tense silence,

roar

and shatter their dark words into oblivion
Let them see that you will not be a recipient
to their dark words,
Let them know that you have battles to win
and armies that will fight with you,
let them see victory in your eyes
and let them wonder why
even when they tried to
bring you below hell itself
you still ended up on top
shining brighter than the sun and breaking their kingdoms of deepness up into nothing. Let them see that they have
nothing left to hold you with,
No chains to fetter, no betrayals kiss
Just emptiness.
And then after they have seen and heard
all of this,
Fly away, my dear,
fly and be at peace.
SK

A/N: this is a long one I know but I couldn't stop. This is a bit of encouragement for myself and I hope for you as well.
Happy reading,
SK