All women
Fragile, wealthy woman, the matrix of paradise
you are a speck of guilt
even in the eyes of God
despite your holy wars
for emancipation.
smashed your beauty
and remains a skeleton of love
but still cries vengeance
and only you can
still crying, then you
you turn and see your children again,
then you turn around and say you do not know
shut up and wonder
and then you become as big as the earth
and raise your hand of love.
ALDA MERINI
