The Eye To Become

Hoda Hussein

Yesterday I was marrow
Today I am blood
So never question my believe
That red is nothing but a shade of gray
That yellow and white are friends
And blue blossoms out of scars
Makes seeds of trees where seas come from.
I have cut oceons like a knife in butter
Well did the sun on earth frying pan
Sauced my existence in a life sandwich
So eat
Eat now
The now is endless
Same is your hunger to consume
Combust in the dust
Turn the gray to the red
Turn the red to the gray
As white and yellow we are
As blue blossom as scars as knife tree Cuts the sea of sun light shade
In the black of our own eyes
Melting
Like butter.