Martha has a bad scar
on her cheek.
The smile on her face
is slap-resistant
and their insults can't
push her down.
Martha is deaf
when they scream at night.
She pushes the pillow
against her ears
and strongly holds
all the prayers in her throat.
Please, make it last just a second
make me fall asleep forever.
Martha turns her bed into a sanctuary
and holds back the tears
she won't shed anymore.
It is matter of time
it is matter of practice.
Martha is dumb
and the following morning
she won't say a word
she won't break their laws.
Martha is a daydreamer
and keeps picturing in her mind
the day she will dance alone
between those walls
that are sweating blood.
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