I requested for

Abraham’s robe

For a cold and peaceful fire on me

I’m the woman who has been beated in her throat

I’m the mother who

has been cheated by Joseph

I’m the mother who pitty the wolf

I have been pending for a long time

I dreamt of life’s pail

To get out of the pit

So, the pail came to me

and I never got the life

I’m the mother who had escaped from her shadow,

To manage her children’s subsistence

in town

Calling up , my beautiful city’s, keys carrier

My keys remained with him,

but my life remained without keys