Little Pearl Without Words

Are you sinful, if it comes on time, look at this sad story - Silivester Kiik

1//

In the quiet little hut,


with her tiny body,

now getting eroded,

half pale,

limping feet pressed rain this season,

until there is no more altar,

a place to store a thousand meanings of words.

2//

The labyrinthine alleys are getting more corrupt,

for those who are not rich like the land of a thousand stars,

great, dignified,

crowned with rainbows in the firmament,

and gold, jewels,

that radiates from where everything breathes.

3//

I am now speechless

locked in the fires of helplessness,

with a candle,

which is almost extinguished locked up at night.

4//

moon Goddess,


are you sinful,

if it comes on time,

look at this sad story.

5//

Yes, Father,

your little pearl has fallen to ruin,

come!

in this little place,

a place for all love: telling stories and praying.


//Atambua-NTT, 14 June 2020 - 19.00 WITA //

: note where everything is quiet.