my sacrifice...

there was a light...
there was a ray...
there was a niche...
there was the circle...
there was an urge...
there was...
a Messiah...
who cured...
who healed...
who gave birth to life...
who trampled upon death...
yet there he lay...
weak and dying...
The world hath no Messiah...
the world was too busy plundering...
was too busy sinning...
sometimes look around...
appreciate the beauty...
the rustling of the leaves...
the chirps of the birds...
how they excitedly point at the miracle that we deem life...
the beginnings of a new day...
a new hope...
the dawning of a new christening...
rendering of the gods...
sometimes we need to delve in...
walk on the snow covered grass bare feet...
know the cold...let it penetrate...
it would enlighten your soul...
it would cleanse you...
notice the amputated man...
the man who silently lies there in an asylum knowing he's sane...
know the suffering of a man who's son turned his back when he was in a fragile state...
the man who hath not known love...
no family...
no emotions...
no feeling of being wanted...
a rich man is not a rich man...
a poor man is not a poor man...
a carpenter aint a carpenter...
a banker aint just a banker...
notice the roles...
the bigger picture...
the reason...
look at a young child who hath neve known the magic of books...
he is the garbage collector...
the newspaper boy...
the workshop boy...
he never knew bliss...
sometimes it is important to know pain...
sometimes it is important to experience it...
to explore it...
to alleviate yourself to the next spiritual level...
deny yourself...
walk in the dark...
walk in the mist...
walk in the eerie forests...
just walk...
empty streets...
deploring alleys...
that to me is life...
the essence...
pain me...
HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLL please...
beat me...
hate me...
ridicule me...
cruxified...
nailed...
but one day...
i shall be out there...
and your chains that clasp me will not be...
you will be rotten and your faeces will be feasted upon...
that day...
will be my day...
my life...
my existence...