together
we killed cells
one after the other
we died in endless lines
ending the pain that breathed
with the beats
that lived with our lives
together
night after night
we killed memories
that burned and blackened our eyes
we thought of destroying worlds with our fingers
as we wrote verse after verse
of chants
on pages made of sepia
we thought we could
and we were successful
though not completely
and it seems we might have to do it more
prolong the journey
for the burdens of a century
cannot be demolished in a fortnight
i guess we are too weak to be
too strong for that sake
and hence we decided to fight
once again
one more night
one more effort
and time shall be pleased some day
at how we struggled enormously
and won eventually.