On crumpled knee she kneels to pray,
Asking, “Do I go or do I stay?”
Voices heard within her weary head,
From childhood cot to woman´s bed,
Tug of war betwixed two loves,
Between a man on earth or God above?
Between love of life or one of faith?
Asked by family & life- long friends,
So hard to hide & try to pretend.
Now the time has come for her to decide,
Whether to return to him, or stay inside,
Behind the veil, the wall, the lonely cell?
To what some may call a living hell.
Behind closed lid she smiles & knows,
Where heaven lies, where she must go.
Her prayer complete, she asks no more,
Rising, she walks through heaven´s closed door.
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