I light a white candle for each of you for innocence, for loss. I light a red candle for myself for blood for my Gethsemane.
White for your Golgotha for the quietness when you speak for childhood that is gone. Red for tears we owe ourselves for screams you held inside.
White for the heroine who took the blame to save the younger ones. Red for sorrow light for witnessing, for tomorrow. A genuflection to honour the Calvary we have walked for every word of your struggle to tell.
White for the trust that has taken red for courage and pain. White for the fight to continue for fragments of hope for truth, for your children and their children who will have the power to say, No.