AntidoteA Poem by Cristina Moldoveanuabout pain and suffering and deathUntil when, my God will you be asking me to beg you to grant me a more powerful poison than that before it? How much longer will I be counting rosaries in which the last bead shines brighter? How many seconds yet a bigger seashell will swallow within her younger sister? How many days shall I fast stronger than the old hungry man earlier? And God - until when a more tender Death will fall down under sickle? (2007) © 2012 Cristina Moldoveanu |
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Added on July 17, 2012 Last Updated on July 17, 2012 AuthorCristina MoldoveanuBucharest, RomaniaAboutPoor and alone, getting old in Bucharest, Romania more..Writing
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