Wednesday, 22 April 2015

Declaration of Fundamental Rights

Marinate me
Slice me
Grind me
Knead me
Crush me to your heart’s content
Turn me into a powder
For your lovely skin
Burn me when you are cold
Use my ashes to wash your beautiful body
Drink me when you are thirsty
Put me in your tea instead of sugar
Turn me into your nail paints
If sun is harsh on you
Make an umbrella out of my skin
Wrap me like a warm coat
If it’s too cold
Melt me into an inkpot
Write your soulful songs out of me
Put your mouth to my mouth
Play your songs on this flute

Do whatever you want with me
I have given up all my right on myself

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