I know that you had suffered for so long
And afterwards you died in pain and pity.
You just desired not to be alone –
You were not anxious, lustful or just greedy.
You don’t belong to these pathetic girls
In their enthusiastic unawareness;
Your mind’s as precious as saltwater pearl...
You see, the fact I know it makes me breathless.
My mourning child, I know you’re not depraved,
So you don’t have to trick me that you’re wicked.
I can assure you that you could be saved
Despite my evil to which you’re addicted.
There’s no mistake, your innocence is pure
As if you were a kind of bodhisattva;
You don’t need any homily or cure.
And as for sins... I think you’ve never had one.
(05.05.2017 – 05.06.2017)
Innocent
© Copyright: Елизавета Буравлева, 2017
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