DRUID CURSES THE KILLER
May each life you carelessly extinguish diminish your days.
May every mile you force your way beyond compassion and sense
wear you away like ice in spring.
May your certainties turn on you.
May your silence empty you.
May your people turn on you.
May you disappear forever.
May you never find a home again who has destroyed for no purpose
but your own dream of endless hunger.
May the poets rise up.
May they one by one
Untie the knots of your body,
Untie the knots of your wickedness
Untie the knots of your breath
Untie the knots of your heart
Untie the knots of your senses
Untie the knots of your history
Untie the knots of your futures
Untie the knots of your desires.
May the poets rise up.
May your shadow diminish.
May your shadow turn against you.
May you fade nameless and lost.
May the gods abandon you,
the demons turn away, laughing.
May silence be your pain.
May silence be your end.
May joy fill the world.
May the sorrows you have made
never leave you.
–
simonhlilly 
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