For you my love, I hope life is hard.

I hope you’re stunned by the pain, crushed from deceit,

So jolted with anguish it knocks you clean off your feet,

I hope the blare of injustice deafens your ears,

That your eyes are blinded by hordes of your fears,

For you must choke on the bitterest of tears,

And you must endure the cruellest of years,

To believe in your bones that you can overcome,

That the pain, the misery, must be undone,

Laughter will ring, on love you will feast,

Solace found from the demons, the beasts,

From the land there’ll be plenty after the famine,

As memories fade of horrors you thought you couldn't imagine,

Rejoice at the great blinding dawn,

Embrace the gnarled profane crown of thorns,

Your life is Eden and her trees are ripe,

So turn from the dark, shrinking night.