Monday, December 1, 2008

Lines from SCAR

I am also of human kindI am the sign of that injury,The symbol of that accident,Which, in the clash of changing times,Inevitably hit my mother's forehead.I am the curseThat lies upon man today.I came into beingWhen the stars were fallingWhen the sun had been quenched And the moon darkened. . . . Who can guess How difficult it isTo nurse barbarity in one's bellyTo consume the body and burn the bones?I am the fruit of that seasonWhen the berries of Independence came into blossom.Guess who she's talking about. (Shouldn't be hard)