Thursday, June 2, 2011

NUMB

My eyes went blind to see;
My ears went deaf to listen;
My lips went mum to speak;
My voice got dropped to sing;
My body got palsied to dance;
My mind got frozen to weep.

I wish to sing as a bamboo cane
in the throbs of each soul I touch.
They crave to crush as sugar cane
to gulp the sweetness and to chuck.

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