Tag Archive | respect

40. Washed away

Dec2

My sins have been washed away by rain.
All the colours of my past
— red, green, blue —
Are gone.

Only the black ink of my memory stains my skin now.

Let my body be my canvas,
Don’t judge me.
My body is mine,
My words are sacred to me.

©Brindology 2016 & Belinda Low
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20. Woman

Nov23

I am an empty woman,
My tears have fallen to the ground,
I am an empty woman,
My cries have made their sound;
I am an empty woman,
My sorrow lies drowned,
I am an empty woman,
Come, let my spirit be unbound.

I am a renewed woman,
My heart now holds no pain,
I am a renewed woman,
My voice will not be strained;
I am a renewed woman,
Let my spirit be made plain,
I am a renewed woman,
And my spirit can never be stained.

©Brindology 2014

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10. Book

Nov21

I sit here on this day and allow my words to tell my story.
Some pages may stay blank,
Some devils have not been purged.

Some devils do not deserve my time.

This is my book,
My story,
My time.

©Brindology 2016

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