~the purpose

   
   
   
   
   
   
take away even my memory    
   
   
your cruel designs of lobotomy    
can win you toxic nuclear wars    
   
   
but yes there I am here again.. still    
throbbing as a steely butterfly heart    
with lousily stitched up a punctured    
ruptured mind.. unable to comprehend    
or feel anything even..    
   
   
but yet this hearted up beat.. it’s frictional    
heat has already marathonically lighted up    
this eternal soul .. that feel knows the pain    
   
   
the pain .. that you have deliberated upon    
me for decades.. subjected as an experimental    
lab animal of your biowarfare .. the holy eagles    
   
   
screeching over your secret commissioned    
military missions in dirty darkly camouflaging    
hues .. will righteously lead me to the destined    
Tibeatean top temple with their ancient black    
granite towers hoisted with fluttering flashy red  
flags.. the monks already have in their    
manuscripts..    
   
   
the miraculous panacea for these severed    
neurons and my suppressed androgynous    
form.. in a smoothly backing up swift heal    
connect.. & holy blossoming my inner holy    
hermaphroditism.. the ardhanarishwara    
Shiva & Shakthi in fusional equal halves..    
   
   
taking me back to the root of it all the pain    
& pains.. brings back the nature as is .. lost    
in your damaging gifts on me .. the amnesiac    
& hapnophobic I was..    
   
   
you see, none of your blind synthetic n- iterative    
designs of n-unholy experimental permutations..    
   
   
can ever ever even remotely suppress this    
gender & mind into an automated remote    
in your hands.. playing god in wicked wants    
   
   
   
   
Nature is in all . the Only power    
   
to make break .. & break make..    
   
   
nothing ever ever lost from it’s    
   
pretty tight craftsman hands  
 
of a Cyclical Creation..