Sophia The Martyr - Poem by Sofia Kioroglou
What a weighty name
I must live up to!
A martyr and a saint
a widow and a mother
back in Roman Times
just as dystopian as our era
when Faith, Hope and Love
are tortured and burned over an iron grating,
then thrown into a red-hot oven,
finally into a cauldron with boiling tar
before bending their necks beneath the sword.
A grievous torture indeed to watch
the suffering of your daughters.
How could anyone
so little and small
like me be worthy of that martyr's crown?
IMAGE: Icon of St. Sophia (died AD 137) and daughters Faith, Hope, and Love.
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: The first time I learned about the meaning of my name was in primary school when we had a religion class. I got stunned and speechless and wanted to devour anything about the life and martyrdom of Saint Sophia and her three little daughters Hope, Faith and Love, who encapsulate the three Christian virtues. This poem is a tribute to the ordeal and suffering of a mother whose character is a paragon of virtue at least for me.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Sofia Kioroglou is a poet, writer and prolific blogger residing in Athens, Greece. She remembers herself born with a quill in her hand writing poems and painting beautiful pictures. Her recent work "Guns and bullets" is included in a poetry anthology on Amazon and her recently published poem "Christmas on Hydra" which was published in the literary magazine Silver Birch Press has now been translated into Greek by Dimitrios Galanis, another reputable Greek poet. Last July, her poem "You won't come" was singled out in the 4th Ceasar Dapontes Poetry Competition on the Greek island of Skopelos, having won a commendation award. Currently, she is all wrapped up in writing poetry for an anthology project and looking forward to enjoying life with her husband Peter while it lasts. You can meet her at her blog: sofiakioroglou.wordpress.com.
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