Thursday, April 07, 2005

 

Lady Macbeth

For I am not like Lady Macbeth
For my crying may be heard before I am seen
For my sadness is a sea into which other people throw their nets
For my laughter is a hymn, and a sad one
For my hunger eats itself in desperation
For my mother coldly took life from its hold
For that life was not a miracle but an equation
For I have life, which was borne of sacrifice
For my sacrifice will not create a life
For my irresponsibility equals life
For life is a trick
And I cannot find the joker.

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