To the Woman

Sakineh Mohamad, Sentenced to Death for Love.





Lord,

benevolent and kind,

I mean no offence,

and offer you a prayer:





Please, bless those who are

condemned,

please, help all those

led astray1.

For a long time, the stones for me have been gathered,

the hole has been dug-with my permission.

Lord,

benevolent and kind,

my story is written

back to front like our alphabet,

not read in a straight line.

Nor will you, my Lord,

and then even if

you could change a loop with stone,

you’ll never change my fate.

I see and unmask you:

Every single time

we do this thing

you find fault,

you stand off to one side

and wash your hands.



მთარგმნელი:Ani Kopaliani

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