Little Red Riding Hood Frees Herself

Her mom started saying again to her

that none of these she would have to face,

if she’d obeyed her on that day

and wouldn’t stop for a flower bouquet.

The red-hood girl spends nights wondering

what was the meaning of all these.

Could I avoid back then the wolf?

Did I act as I was a fool?

Was there another path for me?

Could I walk more cleverly?

Should I have refused to talk to him,

keeping untold the purpose of my trip?

But, even if I had acted silently,

he could have followed me then secretly.

He knows the forest better than me,

he could be hidden perfectly.

If I hadn’t wasted time on flowers,

he wouldn’t have been earlier at my grandmother’s.

But, even with no delay, if I’d followed mom’s word,

he could have suggested coming for support.

So, why did life send the wolf on my path?

Obviously, it was to be done.

No if’s and should’s seem to lead elsewhere.

I have to find the message there.

Can forests run out of wolves?

Is the solution always to follow someone’s rules?

Can anyone control outside events?

Can you avoid the pre-written tests?

I’ll start focusing on what I learned,

what I became after this event.

Guilt is never a solution,

never directs to evolution.

Blaming the wolf or myself

is clearly a dead end.

I forgive now both of us,

to free myself from anger and inner gaps.

I won’t see everyone as a wolf, as a monster.

I won’t project fear on others.

Prejudice isn’t what I earned,

I won’t be attached to that event.

I’ll use it just to courageously see me,

to be aware of how much widely I can perceive.

And, this way, by being free from fear,

my light is going to appear.

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Anthi Psomiadou — CC BY-NC-ND 4.0 International : Credit must be given to the creator/ Only noncommercial uses of the work are permitted/ No derivatives