A smile so bright
The haunting in the eyes shrouded
Would you wonder what hell she lived through
And to be able to shine
Still
All around us
Untold stories of survival
We pass by
We judge and look askew
Darting sharp glances
In ignorance
I listened to a voice dismissed by others
My blood ran cold
And when I got home
I wept
And she had thanked me for being kind
And had smiled
If you pass her on the street
You wouldn’t know
How she burned in the flames
Of hell
And rose again to shine
