Empty Church Poem by LeeAnn Azzopardi
Empty Church
Naked as an empty church
Yr mind only has one word
But you're fighting to speak it
For you are shame that you're in
A vulnerable state
For it's thought that men don't speak it
They are taught to be strong
But I think everybody should admit
And ask for it when it's needed
If you need some help, take my hand
And I'll enter the empty church
Filling it with hope
And caressing yr tears away
I love the way that you kept the reader guessing about that word to the very end...and then, not revealing it. I guess you were afraid of spoiling the surprise. Love this one, LeeAnn!
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I would like to translate this poem
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7/26/2024 8:08:59 PM # 1.0.0.1119
An amazing poem, LeeAnn!