Now I Speak

Becoming myself, 
in the light of a flint, I 
come back to retrieve the story, 
after the pernicious fall. 

Do I tell you the truth 
of the doll's death? The damned 
shock- after the head 
was severed from its body. 

The golden leash lies broken 
Where your religion 
has failed? I am carrying 
the wheels of the dirty war 
to put on the crumbling walls of peace 

Te untouchables.They are 
crowding the square.Do you 
hear the heart rending slogans? 

The borrowed mantras 
were fake.Mud in mud, you want 
to outlive the dark caves.