In the palm of your hand
Lies my soul
The proof
Of my existence
In your embrace
I lie protected
The reason
For my next breath
In your heart
I put my faith
The cause of my survival
And today!
The hand closes
The embrace becomes cold
The heart stops beating
As the wall is broken
As my soul
My protection
And my faith
Are put on display
For this world’s mockery
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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