This is for…

This is for my daughters, Suhaila and Zora

Everything is for you, truly

In a way, I guess it’s for me, too

You are the best of me, that is, my DNA

You are the best of me, the best parts of my day

The world is yours, it is, it’s true

Everything we’re building, it’s for you

For you to be brave, for you to be beautiful

For you to be brilliant

For you to bloom

Ever growing, ever reaching, ever bringing

The light

The sunrise, the stars

Sending the darkness back below

Tending the flowers, lighting the path

To freedom

The world is incredibly ugly

But it’s how I know it’s beautiful

Too

These words have so little meaning on their own

But when you know what isn’t, you know what is

What is possible

What is preferable

To the abyss

Where power corrupts

Where power lies

Where power kills

What is buildable from the rubble

What is love

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