Yield to judge or

utter your ruling

without knowing my

heart…

for you have never asked me what its suffered, where it’s been or who it’s loved.

Part with conclusions

; and cease from

sentencing me,

because you have never

cried my truth.

In my addiction for peace and

simple bliss…

I’ve learned

to defend

my right;

knowing that I will keep

my soul clear,

shattering those full

of judgment

and pessimistic frights.

So surrender and cry your own truth

with no measures

…

that it may free your

heart and open

your own ; to unknown pleasures.

by: sandra acevedo

© 2010

www.sandace.com

art by:

Juan carlos bermudo

www.myspace.com/bermudomusic