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- l don't know

- You didn't call?

- Not yet

- You are so...

- So what?

Neglectful, don't you care?

Of course l do! Oh don't you dare

accuse me, f*** of course l care

l care too much, l love my aunt, l'll call right

now, oh f***, it's far too late, but, anyhow...

How could you say

those things to Grace?

- What's going on?

- l can't go on like this

Like what? What did

l say? What did l miss?

l need you, l need

your body, need it so...

What's wrong?

And don't ring off again, don't go

- This is impossible

- What is? Tell me!

Look in your heart and you will surely

see that l have... acted... with sincerity

But now the time has

come to say... good-bye

What? To say what?

You can't... but... why?

My body's been in your possession now

l'm asking for it back, it once was mine

But, everything l said was true

However shipped you

yes, you have been... divine

l'm hearing something strange

behind your honeyed words

l feel a doubt so strong

it's poisoning my mind...

This bitter question must come out

Asking's way beneath me, brother, for

you said there was no other one for you

l was your secret country

And the land of all my longings

So... who is she?

No female body tempts me

please believe me when l say that

l'd never leave you for another woman

Who could be the scarlet

goddess you have been for me?

Ah but l never asked for this

but l never asked for this

To be blinded groping for a kiss

to be blinded groping for a kiss

l am on fire

l want to hit and attack

l want to stab you in the back and

make you feel the power of vengeance

Sweet-talking man with your...

your... hypocrite romance

A hypocrite? l am not the lying kind

What can l do to purify your mind?

l need to wash you, yes, from head to toe

- What did you say?

- How can you doubt me so?

Wash me? Do you see some dirt?

Can you not see how your words hurt?

- Divinity...

- Don't call me that, it isn't me

Through long afternoons

l've felt your lovely arms about me

Tasted you and known the charms

of flesh on flesh, of skin of lovely skin

But when your blood is calling

it's a sin to turn away from them

Now wait, blood?

Sin? What's happening?

l have remembered who l am

The old and wisest men explain that

all the love a woman gives distracts us

We are told that riches wait for those who

rise above temptation to obey a higher call

you're asking me

to turn away to fall from grace

You cannot look me in the face

and say that l fall from grace

Do you really think l am unclean?

A second-hand c*nt, a f***ing machine?

A dirty distraction

somehow obscene?

l am not only your goddess or queen

l'm a twenty-first century any damn thing

that l choose, including your teacher or king!

l named you goddess

and queen, l crowned you

F*** you!

- Who do you think you are?

- l draw a line:
you're not a king!

That role is mine!

Oh sir, excuse me, l forgot

you are a son and l am not

l am a daughter so inferior

lt's you, your people feel superior

you want to rule you want to spoil

You want our land, you want our oil

You call that civilize?

Your country is a dragon breathing flames

land of corporate fantasies, brand names

Big Mac, Big burger, yes big everything

And you blonde American are

too thin, too fit, not womanly

And then:
your skin too pale, insipid

And your eyes, too blue, why

do you make me dream of you?

So we are at war

- You terrorist

- lmperialist

- Bigot!

- B*tch!

How did it come to this?

You are confusing me with them

Look, l am not just an

American, l am lrish too

So what? You all have

roots somewhere

But have forgot that you

are anything but powerful

The big Boss

You hear our children screams but

feel no lust because they are not yours

That is not fair

The things that they have

done have not been in my name

l do not feel pride

l feel a deepening shame

Look, l am an individual, l am me

Me this, me that

- Each one of that is we, we are not alone

- l know, look l agree, l am not your enemy?

How did this start?

From Elvis to Eminem

Warhol's art, l know your stories

Know your songs by heart

but do you know mine? No

Every time, l make the effort

and l learn to rhyme in your English

And do you know a word

of my language, even one?

Have you heard that 'al-gebra'

was an Arabic man?

You have read the Bible

have you read the Koran?

ls this the reason you're rejecting me?

Rejection? No, l don't reject

but, yes, l do demand respect

You say you want me, but as what?

Your exotic, something other?

Your, toy-boy, pet, your secret lover?

You buy me with

a credit card in restaurants

You want me hard so you can melt

Why can't you see that being wanted

not for me, nor for my noble

ancestry, but for my flesh

Erodes my dignity

Your pride is hurt, you

feeling small and wounded

But can l walk tall when people spit

into my face because they fear me?

Where's my place of pride

and honor in this game

where even to pronounce

my name is an impossibility?

l hear you, tell me more

ln your land l am not seen

l am un-manned

You can't imagine with the

white-skinned sense of privilege

and human rights you take for granted

How l fight for every little thing

Oh no

Oh no, oh no

Bye, l have to go

l didn't call, l didn't call

l didn't call

You're late again

don't worry, never mind

l know you're busy

it's the kind of life you lead

But then, you chose it

so l guess you want it

Always to and fro, you

never stop, unlike myself

l'm here to stay, for just

how long, who knows

l fear it could be ages, it creeps

up on you this funny business

First a creak or two, your knees perhaps

and, bingo! Then you're old and in a bed

The thing is, no-one told

me l'd have all this time

but far too late to use it

for the things l dreamed of

Oh auntie

Fate Delivers upside

down and back to front

l've more to say than ever, but they shunt

me back and forth all day from bed to chair

and back to bed again, it isn't fair

All this experience l'd like to share

not that it all adds up, not that you care

l'd better stop, it's time for you to go already

isn't it? Five minutes, oh, well maybe ten...

you see, l never know when

you'll be here again, it's such a blow

Each time you leave, it's hardly

worth your while to come at all, l mean it

Don't you smile like that

oh you'll be sorry when l'm dead

l'm only joking, dear, l only said that

for a laugh, although, of course it's true

The questions that you never asked...

yes, you will certainly regret a thing or two

No one explained to me when l was

young why time only goes forward

Hold your tongue was what they said when

l asked them about the universe and such

And why we can't do all that much

about it when we make a mess of things

lf only a mistake could be corrected

wind life back and start again...

The second time we'd know the

art of living, but we only get one go

No dress rehearsals, this one is

the show and we don't know it...

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