Statues

Statues
(2012)

Cold
Pale
And white
Inside this jail
I’m tight
For centuries
My eyes
Have been lost
At their sight
The people
Passing by
Watching
My suffering
In fright
I’m the flesh
Without life
I’m the eternity
Cut by the knife
And the strokes
The rock was given
From the hidden vaults
Of the earth
Ridden
And into this place
I’ve been stolen
My body
From hand to hand
Given
And so my skin had
Hardened
Behind velvet ropes
Without any hope
Unmovable
Beautiful
Desperate
Appalled
In exposition
Up tall
For everyone to see
But not to hold.

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