Magdelene's hot tears,
-human desire unleashed-
fell like agony rain
onto the bound corpse
of flesh made holy.
the stone rolled away...
a sparrow flew
towards light beyond conception.
and all of mankind,
-mouths agape-
stood silent by love's fire,
shuffling their feet,
counting victories by bodies!
while history itself,
-began anew-
yet no one heard
the shout of silence...
except for the tears
of male benediction's common whore,
and a bird without a name!
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I would like to translate this poem
A fantastic poem, the tears will always burn, a great write.