I stood silently, silent as a Sunday aurora,
But my heart was speaking like a non-stop dell,
I could see an angel in the hell,
Who is demonic inside.

There was a youngling nigh her,
Who had my childhood face,
So I asked her ‘ are you gonna slay me ?’
And I stepped back a pace.

She said “ oh Lil girl, it’s very tenebrous out there,
Come to me, the earth is such a cancer,
This is not hell . its welkin here,
Just...