Kosovo Bride
Speak to me of darkness
I have been blindfolded and brutalized.
Terror cannot conceive of light.
Paint for me pictures in blood
I have seen families butchered.
Horror does not believe in justice.
Sing to me ballads of sorrow
I have buried my baby.
Tragedy cannot fathom rebirth.
Rant to me of unfairness
I have courted death.
Despair does not believe in life.
Then.
Speak to me of dreams
I will throw wide the windows.
Dawn follows night.
Paint me a portrait of laughter
A child resides in me yet.
Defiance will not concede.
Sing me a song about freedom
I have a red dress to wear.
Hope cannot be restrained.
Whisper my name and kiss me
I will be yours, tonight.
Love is Fate rebuked.
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