L A D I E S 2 ————————
You, who chose the fog of lies
Your noble parents idea renouced
To have love and a career
He ,whose love you won
You and your sons abandoned
Another woman went loved
And you at least understood
You were on the road wrong
You have become great lady
True love even you found
For an political prisoner you love
You’re wading on a winter night
Trough snow far away to the well
Hidden you finds documents
That now justified the innocence
Of your beloved ,good patience
In prison you got great married
Before of court process the end
You were an amazing couple
Like two angels, wonderful
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And you a lady didn’t become
Altough still you tried to by one
For love of outstanding men you fought
Their generocity, goodness you got
But fate to give you happiness hesitaded
And make families unhappy
The departure of husbands, fathers
To you, possesive, clever mistress
And you, to be a lady still wanted
You much seduced and charmed
Won money, you seemigly helped
A small spark of goodness
Smoulders in your heart
Spark too small and to wear
To illuminate your darkness
You prefer to be guided
By the lights of the rays
That trash in the swamps
A deceptive, bad mirage
You’re used, otherwise you can’t
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And you didn’t become a lady
You even about it didn’t try
Being a lady you despise
A sellout whore you would be
Sellout whore in outfit lady’s
You reap success like aples
These aples however wormy
And you it’s evil eat greedily
Nobody you bothers in it
If you want to live like this
But it’s not for you enough
You want praise, promotions
But people you are fed up
Reject you, you’re lonelier
You’re still getting richer
Have no one to enjoy it with
When you are a little daughter
Yuy cut angrily with scissors
Your mother’s beatiful dress
Becouse father walked with her
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I have lived in Poland since I was born. I am a graduate of the Jagiellonian University in Krakow, Psychology.
I worked as a psychologist with children and adolescents. Now she works with terminally ill people. For years he has been painting pictures, composing music and above all writing. I write poems, short stories, essays and fairy tales for children