Liberate Yourselves Poem by Kumaraguru Anbu
Liberate Yourselves
Tied inside a bottle
sealed with love
slowly filled by the air
from your nostrils
which are of no use
those arms in your dreams
won't release you out
you'll be into wilderness when
the night blooms
a small prick
on your thumb
red butterflies begin to fly
everywhere inside
you will not die
you will not die
thinking that you live
assuming that you live
you will not die
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