You have drawn up your legs Saving them from the bloody points Moving backward as much as to reach the heart No bloody points can dig you up and make you flow You keep on hitting your head against the wall You were floating your head in the womb water You were crying into the ears of your mother You wanted to see the earth sinking in the sun You wanted to warm up the heat of the moonlight fire You wanted to cry and laugh You wanted to inhale every smell Bloody points are searching for you You wanted to swallow the darkness You moved back again, hitting the boundaries The surgeon’s hellish probe was pulling you Your feet were cut, you cried in pain, They were removed piece by piece You wanted to measure the earth? These the thighs, this the stomach, This the small heart Till the time it reached the heart Your sob had slept Your body was cut piecemeal While your mother was unconscious Under the cloud of medicine. And the rules of the society Perhaps she knows it is better to die once Than to undergo so many deaths later Without understanding that the decision should be yours Don’t die defeated, my child, Blossom in the womb again and again Fighting against the bloody points And enter the earth.
