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delhi

you seek to maim
my body
with a thousand cuts
until
it breathes no more
cut here cut there
cut my heart
my liver my hands
cut anywhere
i shall grow again
fresh renewed
and leave
no trace of the scar
cut cut again
go on cutting
till your hand pain
and yet it shall be futile
I am eternal
I know pain
and suffer
but that is all
I am beyond death
and pain is but
illusory
an ephemeral burn
it singes me no more
go on cut
cut cut cut
and i will grow
grow grow grow

you cut cut cut
i grow grow grow

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