They Called My Poems - Diamonds, Poem by Liza Sud

There's a perfect word in English for your poem: I-n-g-e-n-u-o-u-s. It's a very positive word and too precise to be considered flattery. It means honest, truthful, open, without any holding back or concealing or deception. I read that Panteleon (spelling?) after whom the Church on Franklin Ave. is named was a martyr. A martyr is an extreme example of an ingenuous person. Facing certain death, a martyr can only be very lucid and committed. And honest with her/himself and the world. (See message box for my humble commentary)