Woman behold thy sons.........
Her cloud covered with fear
As lids dripped drizzles of tears
Offering her blood to buy his ransom
She waved her lashes like flags of freedom
Freedom from torture
Freedom from hate
Freedom from creatures he came to liberate
She shuddered
"It is finished...........
Make a drainage for her tears
Before we be flooded
Chase her beyond the squares
Where is she headed?
Has she lost sanity?
A child of her virginity
Has sorrow turned her elf?
Has she lost herself?
"He is alive..........
Show her a photo
The nailed holes, a logo
Trap him in a sketch
Spare her the search
Search of the tomb
The ossuary and shelf
Search of her womb
So lost in herself
