POEM TITLE
m_other_land
POEM
I`m made from stones and water
I am wounded like my father,
my father's father
the father of his father,
all lost in past
in memories
inherited
from mother
my mother`s mother
I am lost
in
my future
in my omitted past
blackness of the sea has passed me
waves of blood
waves of void
blackness of their sea
remains dark
standing in the unpeace of its being
...
my veins
lodge pain,
my blood hosts pain,
my waves pass pain,
I`ll cut this chain...chain of pain ...chain of pain...
I`ll cut this rhythm tonight
when let my Darkness be swallowed by your light