Your hunger their hunger

Makes me Blind and sick

Pampered colors smoking towers

Some sad fantasies

But I live my life

While carying flowers

A passion in mesh

Elusive and free

Yet trapped in a cage

And cut like a tree

Warm and serene

I drink mint tea

As children try

To strangle me

Taper the faith

For a Goddess on the stage

I will shed

My light and colors.