Friday, August 15, 2008

Undying

Vilma Santos
by Sancho Delubyo

bullets and knives
bombs and poison

they are toys
beneath my feet

i do not tremble
in the face of catastrophe

i eat insecurities
and devour anxieties

i have been burned
with rage and lust

yet i stand
unrattled and unscathed

i have been flooded
with malice

yet i remain
standing beneath the current

i have been pushed
towards the abyss

yet i stare calmly
as i fall hastily below

i have been hanged with the rope
made of distrustful emotions

yet i smile cheerfully
waiting for the rope's collapse

i am immortal
i am made of strength

my heart beats infinitely
i will not perish

i eat life for dinner
and death for dessert

and yet you have
complicated what i am

i am not endless
no, iam not

i fall and decompose
and i pain as well as bleed

with you, i cease
to exist

with the warmness
of your radiating presence

i am flowing
into an endless demise