Thursday, April 19, 2007

The death of the scientist



Quench your thirst with my blood
Then toss me away like a junk

Eat my flesh to smoothen your hunger
Then ditch my bones in a corner

Swallow my eyes for your supper
Then spit out the remainder

You are my monster
Draining my desires
Chew on my ideas
Sucking my opinions

You are my creation
One who gave opinions

One whom I built through ideas
One whom I desire


One whom I admire
One whom I have reincarnated


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