Alms of my body...
Alms of my body
I will have to die
because I wanted to live. I will have to die because I lived once. I will have
to die for others because my existence is troublesome for them. And I will have
to die because I am blind and I can’t see the world into man and woman. I don’t
understand who is who and what makes a he different from a she. I don’t see the
world into penises and vaginas. I am sorry that I have and had always felt. I
am sorry I can feel. I can feel the pain when stones are thrown on me.
Yes, I will have to
die because my time is not divided into days and nights. My time is not divided
in the first place. It passes on and on against history, against geography,
against my pain. It goes on and on against the sun, the moon: my time passes
with me and against me irrespective of days and nights. It does not understand
rotation. I will have to die because I live in time not in system.
I will have to die because I can feel hatred,
ignorance, hunger, thirst, pain, passion, stomachache, headache, swellings,
sunburns, cold, chill and love. I will have to die because I live not in my
body and exist somewhere beyond and beneath the alms of my body. I will have to
die.
Help me survive as a
corpse. Help me die…
Undead,
Richa
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