The ugly today

Someone touched
The dead part of me today
A part that’s dead and still killing the rest of me.
Someone rebuked today
the deadness of the fire that took so long to die down
Before it had burnt me completely.
Someone today jeered at
How ugly the healed wounds looked
Without the knowledge
How that wound had bruised
the whole of me .
someone cut me again to bleed
today some one
Arranged a new funeral for me.