Like An Aborted Fetus

…LIKE AN ABORTED FETUS We had something so strong that she loosened herself, And so many oaths binding us like a twine, I said “You’re more valuable than gold” She believed my words like the Marxist dogma, At once epigrammatic and arresting. It stood like a sacred and indissoluble covenant, But she watched me walk away during a rainy season, Because she made me her private lover, Then she squeezed hopefully her diamond pendant and prayed, Yet the truth never came back, I was gone forever. The fears and pains in her eyes, The soul full of sorrow and agony, Tears constantly cried and hope lost, Resulting from betrayals and stabbed wounds, All killed a limpidity, peaceful and lucidity of her life. Today, the traces of the sunshine was erased, She got broken and dampened to nonentity, With a burning sense of ignominy and horror, Alas, I was totally wrong, Leaving her heart to bleed like an aborted fetus.