Maria Skobtsova - The Holy Fool
by Sofia Kioroglou
You shared the life of paupers and tramps,
You made a derelict house of three stories, a home
You fed a hundred, a modern Noah's Ark
at 77 rue de Lourmel in the fifteenth arrondisement
Maria Skobtsova, the Saint of the Open door
You Died in the gas chambers Good Friday as it happened.
You entered eternal life, offering yourself consciously to the holocaust
I can still hear the shellfire of the approaching Red Army in the distance
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