The Glory of Your Wake

You beautiful beautiful woman

Spending all your time

Caring what other people think

When they oftentimes

Only think what’s convenient.

You must rise

And build the life

Of bravery

That you crave

That you need to keep going.

Beautiful beautiful woman,

You need to know the power of your spirit

And the strength of your will.

You cannot be broken

In any real way.

Like the undead

You rise from the charred remains of your former selves

And live once more.

Dreams are nothing

If not realized

By the power of your greatness.

Live the life you were meant to

So that we can all rest

In the glory of your wake.