我有一滴血 I Have a Drop of Blood

Poem

我有一滴血

我有一滴血，它无处所依。

它附在我的虹膜上，

有时流经脚底。

我把它撕开，涂抹在墙上；

走出房门，日夜前行。

我那无处所依的一滴血啊，

我回头望，它依然挂在墙头。

它生出网来，将我割得鲜血淋漓。

我却对它说，你割吧，

割我的手臂，我的大腿，割进骨里。

墙霍然倒塌之时，便是我解放之日。

I Have a Drop of Blood

I have a drop of blood, with nowhere to cling.

It lingers on my iris,

Sometimes it flows beneath my feet.

I tear it off, and splash it on the wall;

Slamming the room door, rushing, darkening, and lightening.

That drop of blood with nowhere to cling,

I look back, it still hangs on the wall,

And weaves a web, cutting me bloody.

But I say, go ahead, cut me.

Cut my arms, my thighs, cutinto my bones.

When thatwall falls, that will be my day ofliberty.