The Messiah


-I-

Blood is gushing out of...              my eyes.
Blood is gushing out of...              my nose.
Blood is gushing out of...              my every hole,
                                                        my every pore.
Blood is gushing out of...              my ass.

                                      For blood
                                              is all I have left
                                                    to give to the world,
                                                                       I give it profusely.

Blood is gushing out of my palms.

-II-

My life unfolds.
            Yet another gospel
                               is being written.
            Yet another Messiah
                               is getting crucified,
                                              on the cross
                                                         of indifference.
                   Sullied by
                               the very world
                                             he is meant to purify.
                   Bewildered by
                                      the very people
                                                   he is meant to guide.

I am the true Messiah
                   of all lost hopes,
                   of all lost causes.


August 1996