Dignity was what you strived for.
But bigotry left you to starve.
At the diner you built for the trans,
Your name the world will permanently carve.
The smell of your food once drew in crowds from afar.
But for the taste of your sex, the shameless predator had snarled.
That wretched mind you welcomed with an open heart;
Appalled by your strength, he etched your body with deep scars.
In a tub of salt and plastic,
He left your lifeless body gnarled.
This wasn't the triumphant ending you waited for
After all those times in dishonour you were ensnarled.
The salt he dumped you in
Cannot change the bitter taste your death has left behind.
Your murder cannot silence
The echo your deep, sweet voice has left behind.