Requiems and Rebirth

Corse, cold feet sent her twirling round the pyre,

In the past she called herself dirty, deceiver, liar,

But now a new voice sang around that sacred fire,

She let go of old doubts,

She could finally unfetter.

Others had been cast out, beaten, broken,

Painful jabs coming from outside and in,

Thousands of voices telling her who she had been,

But she knows who she is,

So why are they bitter?

In rapturous ceremony she did anoint,

To cast off old skin from hip, head, to joint,

She gained new form, though that wasn't the point.

It’s all in the heart,

Not the shape of someones letter.

Like a phoenix reborn she prepared to take flight,

But just before the leap she awakes in the night,

To sing a requiem to Leelah until morning’s light,

Because someone out there,

Hopes it gets better.