“The Cry of Pain”
[dedicated to young innocent girls, helplessly destined… the world cries for you]
‘our heart is innately, a love, no amount of outside torments can ever change.’ _ade c.
i am crushed… trampled… i bow in sadness
my hair blown to madness… my footsteps erased by darkness
wild wind laughters, fiery burning rocks, waves of giantism
swallowed my innocence… my lovely paradise
the paradise i once knew:
my bath in the rain… my dance with white lilies of the field
“little child in me, where are you?
am i now to contend myself as a loud ding-dong pendulum
to swing to anger and then to the sweet angel me”?
an 8-year old abused mutilated, now an 18-year old
scalloped to an angry 40-year old wicked witch…
“am i born a curse… destined to fulfill the wickedness of the world
then calm sufferings… this miraculous pendulum of which i didn’t create?
do i blame myself, my parents, my religion, my country, my leaders, or my god?
why can’t i be swallowed by you, wild wind,
imprison me deeply inside a mount
and by some miracles, i turn into a huge volcano
to burst to flow uncontrolled lavas of LOVE and PEACE”!
_ade caparas manilah
sunday 9:30am 24 december 2017
sydney nsw australia