I slaughtered answers;
with their reasons,
for pressing borders on my ground;
they trespassed over;
lawns I watered,
with rains of questions as my crown;
'till wine-like bloodstains
drank their minds;
with searchers needy overnight;
how robust vaccum
shall I cry;
to dry their certain-surging lies;
for I'd love to live,
to live unfulfilled;
to live thirsting, lusting,
for knowledge to build;
and I'd love to live,
by this love I uphold;
unlike the love they've given,
for this love beholds;
the revolving in difference;
the evolving in difference;
to belive we're in difference,
though some -- in indifference;
for my birth was dissatisfied;
alone I carried grudge;
life given, chained 'round my back,
'said worthy I am much;
since living learned, I' ve conquered
through;
those burdens ain't enough;
maybe my life was birthed just to
believe life and death's as rough.
