FOR SOMEONE IN DELHI
I so want to write about you
But I am so afraid tonight
Afraid the ink
Would reek of your blood
Afraid that the pages
Shall be crumpled
With your nails trying to ward me off.
Tonight the Gods
Lie stripped in the temples
Deaf, Mute and Ashamed
They hide behind curtains.
Silence is silent tonight,
Fighting for words
Inside an Intensive Care Unit.
Vesuvius...Wake up...
Melt our hearts
Burn the floors of Heaven
Let the Mayan prediction come true
Let God know
How long 45 minutes can be.
I so want to write about you
But I am so afraid tonight
Afraid the ink
Would reek of your blood
Afraid that the pages
Shall be crumpled
With your nails trying to ward me off.
Tonight the Gods
Lie stripped in the temples
Deaf, Mute and Ashamed
They hide behind curtains.
Silence is silent tonight,
Fighting for words
Inside an Intensive Care Unit.
Vesuvius...Wake up...
Melt our hearts
Burn the floors of Heaven
Let the Mayan prediction come true
Let God know
How long 45 minutes can be.
