This poem is inspired by a road sign we saw whilst on the Australia part of our pilgrimage: “Don’t trust your tired self.” Inspired by the advice, we translated it as “don’t trust your tired ass.” Poem written in call-and-response style.
Dear Lord
Dear Holy Mother
Dear Sweet Black Jesus
Bless our tired asses…
Dear Benevolent Ancestors
Dear Highest State of Consciousness
Thank you for Blessing our tired Asses
May Restoration touch our Sweet Souls…
Ase/Ashe
Bless the mess that is our tired ass
Bless every nook and cranny
Bless every highway and by-way
Mountain and valley of our life
Bless our thoughts
Our thighs
Our health
And our homes
Bless our feelings
Our fannies
Our hearts
And our roads
Bless our projects
Our purpose
And
Our passions
Bless the mission
The path
And when we need it at the end of a hard ass day
The bath!
Amen
Ase/Ashe
We would also like to invite you to further connect with the pilgrimage we made through our pilgrimage road trip playlist, available on Spotify:
