Now I fall

Now I fall Not from a sunstroke Or the blow of a cup Or a twist of fate I fall stealthily Like any page from a book Like any day in history And I slip away like night slips away from the shoulder of day Like blood brothers slip away To drag a cave into darkness I have fought for ages To cleanse the legacy of its putrid odor And to let life stay alive So the guns abducted me And the slogans were distributed on the daggers And I mourned my body since its first cry So that throats would not change And here I am, falling Words pelt me with stones And lineages with corpses And brothers deeply rooted in blood Blood shocked from Abel's painting Blood in the family's bowl Blood washes in an adolescen's eyeliner Blood on the lover's back and on the plateau Blood clung to the eyelashes Blood gone with the coffin Blood dipped with bread in the murder vessel Here I am, fleeing, falling Like my ancient ancestors On four legs Where the blood is; the lust of man!