MOTHER

strengthen our faith
for many in the world are weak
the sun is covered with clouds of smoke
in the neon, much is not clear.

Murderous evil
is overgrown with moss
stammering has replaced
worthy words
vulgarity walks in the center of the city
and hides behind village fences.

Hope -
trembles -
and it is more and more difficult to trust someone
truth is heavier than a stone
condescend to sanctify truth with hope
O Holy Mother - help.

With Love
sanctify our hands
to be ready to do good
to our tongue give freedom
so that the words will be words of love
and your Fiat will change all to Love.

Janina Fiolkowska Grudziadz
Trans. Danuta Romanowska