Sunday, February 21, 2010

day 216: i am the hill

i am vacant
there are no songs left in my bones
we've been pulling marrow here for years
transplanting hearts into teenage chests
giving myself to ethnic kids who need reason
i am that blood transfusion
call my body holy land
rape me here
take ever ouch of decency left
til i cant even name my own children
where there are no words
there are no names
we have no purpose straddling two worlds
this is the miseducation
where love becomes loved
turned to zion

hide me under my own skins
forget the bones
forget the songs
lock my ears and eyes
turn me to spirit tonight
til re-incarnation come
i am will remain here

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