Don't hide behind a cross
That's not even yours
She
She has just made herself one
Out of grief and loss
She's chosen
As she had no choice
She'll carry the cross humbly
Without a word
Knowing she's chosen
Because she had no choice
You can judge with your silence
And even if you throw a stone
It will hurt less than her madness
Of knowing she had no choice
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem