THE RED SIGN
written by: KAPARDELI EFTICHIA
Visible the signs
in the fatal path of lightning
and we silent witnesses, unworthy
The red mark on the chest
the red sign of love
years are rewarded and always win
And that her tenderness
for the wounded, the aggrieved
and the poor of the world win
It looks like a mystery of one
fragile existence that listens
the song from the sirens of a world
where he desperately asks
small drops of happiness and consolation
Always with the simple smile
on the edge of the lips with the shadow
a sweet Virgin Mary and the vastness
a compassionate heart
Oh! what goodness, what debt
in inhospitable
desperate desolate frozen times
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