This is a realistic message from someone to another … they say (the title) “For Your Rising Alone, I Care to Rejoice…” what do they mean? Read on:
I’ve been on a journey of liberation that you want not.
Yet come with confusion, pour it like libation upon my peace haven.
Think I care? No, I do not!
I’ve been moving forward, but you will not.
Yet you come with your words of regression, like a plank of obstruction upon my mansion.
Think I rejoice? No, I do not!
I fly on wings of hope to fulfil purpose, ignoring detractors and shaming haters, but you refuse to try.
Yet you complain as one in pain that I live not in your abyss of normality nor wear your cloak of mediocrity.
In secret you pray for my paralysis and work to bind me with hot chains of judgement.
I bleed not from your daggers in my heart, for I care not.
It’s for the loss of you that now I bleed tears, but for the hope of your rising that I care to rejoice.