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By: Melanie Barbato

Ordinary Woman

Evil baffles me
Not because it is alien to me
– no evil is-
But because for each
Weakness, perversion,
I fight in myself
There marches
An army of fools
That has turned them
Into their creed

I am an ordinary woman
Not someone who takes on the world
But this is my spur

That though sometimes hidden
There is equal in number
A band of saints
Those who perfected
My good dispositions
Their sphere starting
Right next to me
So that if I move
Only one step
In their right direction
For any cause
We can tip the scales


Melanie Barbato is currently completing her doctoral studies in Indology and Religious Studies at LMU Munich/ Germany. Her poetry is inspired by her academic background, her family and her Catholic faith.


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