The Little Girl From Mariupol

When Jesus
went up on the cross
on mount of Golgotha,
crucified alongside
of two robbers,
in his suffering
he had the divine power
to forgive ...

In the Nobody's war
on the streets of Mariupol
in the innocence of childhood
gone to play
the little Girl was killed...

God,
if you must climbing
once again on the cross
next to the one who
killed the little Girl,
in war,
would you ever forgive him?

The day has gone to sunset,
And in the common pit,
was buried
the Soul 
of the murdered little Girl
on the streets 
of Mariupol...
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