This poem , i dedicate to the rape vectim may her soul RIP and her family find strength
Some circumstances that we halt net momentum
It is these realities that we were not ready to receive
And that makes any attempt of well-being illusory
I have no words to express the power of pain
I read the bottom of your eyes what the word meant misfortune
It's cold as a souvenir of that night in December
Where your hopes have given way to hot ash
I have not found the words to explain the inexplicable
I have not found the words to console the inconsolable
I found that my hand to put on your shoulder
Waiting for tomorrow's rush to play their part
I have not phrases miracle that could relieve your pain
None of these magic words that bleed
I 'have found that my presence to help you to suffer
And see, in this silence, your sadness made me grow