the world had forgiven me
but one person
adamantly did not
me
I had no faith
or holy text as I preached
about redemption
no soul would ever be able to help this sinking
drowning body of mine
beyond the millions of sad faces
stuck in the dark
what they call light
where what left is right
where what right is left
and what’s in the middle is nothing
but a dream
with all those scar in history
itchy and bleeding
they scratch it until they break our nails
awareness
trying its best to delete what was in
a distorted mind
marking the graves of all
our lost souls
– I wish you truly did commit such immortal sins, then at least your murder was justified. Pray that you will end up in a better world, with better luck, a lot happier than you were in this despicable world. (Tr D.)
Source: marking the graves of all our souls [415:12] – Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm


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