P21

Standing as I Was Told

Standing
pretending to be strong am I
in this dark thick cyclone?

(you told me to stay here to rise the belief, woman)

Standing
these eyes filled with dust and fire
in this dark thick cyclone:
do you see my legs shaking holding
the black past?

(you told me to, woman)

As fools passed by,
evils left,
I choose to be surrounded by this pains.

(I do as I was told by you, woman)

Standing
this twister rolled me in this
agony,
anguish,
infliction.
Blood is streming
wetting this black chest of mine:
I then ejaculated,
floating to that white hope:
I am now a man.

(I can't stand now no longer, woman. The legs are gone. But I stay here as I was told by you.
Am I a man yet?)


Palmerah
May 1, 2006