The doctors and nurses reeled me in a hurry inside
There was no anesthesia
But their scalpels ordered me to set my fears aside
...
Cold...
Lucifer lifted an eye up to me
On the cross he witnessed
The blood
trickle
with blasphemy
\"I am deemed the master\"
He smiled, with no banter
Teeth of richest pearls
Everything to earn
Cold...
The unholy silk sheathed me
Under this blanket I sensed
The passionate love
devoid of scrutiny
Against the boundary I shrunk under
its holy light
burnt without surrender
\"I am deemed the experienced\"
He smiled, all balanced
So he embraced, and so did I
In those eyes I witnessed pools of humane torment; pain to testify
So he lowered himself, not I
In his kneel, years of anguish raised into a sigh
The sigh that evoked a cry
A cry that shed the old blood
From where I was nailed to the cross
From where I shrieked and none came across
Now the empirical choirs have finally heard
But to no avail, to no avail, for I have learned...
Warm...
The surgery is behind you. Wishing you gentle days and a smooth, steady recovery.
Get on your feet soon.