Was Death Her Destiny ?

Loaded the chest with seeds of patience,

Germinated with nourishment from tears.

Calm is storm by the cuddle of words warm,

Life too young left to burn in silent charm.

Speak for right and sued she was in chains for life,

Even the strongest truth leads her to die in fright.

Day sneaks away and hands over to dark night,

To whirl the bruises gifted under shadow of light.

The soul of tyrant wasn’t ashamed yet,

Instead pulled knife through and to her went insolent.

Time went off and hatred grew,

Death of gift added to the endless guilt.

Trembling in fear she couldn’t dare to face life,

Ended the barbarous refinement and chose to die.



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