What I am trying to say, my darling, is that I know you said you wouldn’t survive this day but across our beautiful universe, what is impossible is h… - Nikita Gill

"They will ask us in the future how it happened,
who allowed it, how could we just ignore it
when it stormed in so loudly,
like a thunderous beast,
could we not hear it?
This half beast half demon sitting
outside our doors, growling,
baring teeth, ready to rip out
the throats of whole people
erase the marginalized,
rip into the bones of the vulnerable,
why did we just sit there and watch
helplessly, asking no questions,
show them the evidence of
the thunderous applause
each act of cruelty is greeted with,
show them the raucous laughter
with which they celebrate the pain
each marginalized person feels
as their rights and liberties are taken.

Let them see for themselves
The bare bones of truth
until they realise, like us, horrified,
"The cruelty was the point.
My God, the cruelty was the point.

We are the descendants
of the wild women you forgot
We are the stories you thought
would never be taught.

They should have checked the ashes
of the women they burned alive.
Because it takes a single wild ember
to bring a whole wildfire to life.

You are a dangerous collection of all my favourite things. An old soul, a heart of gold and hands that make my body sing.