SISTERS IN SHAME
Her timing was her function.... She felt it in her junction......box clever.....soul sister
flowing ever.....onwards ...upwards ...higher heights....pure delights
late at night... soul sister... raise a blister... on this system
that binds you ...and blinds you... so your sister... is your competitor
on the conveyor belt... chastity belt... lottery bet... lovelier yet
beauty never sets... never can reject... your essence... your presence...
don’t need presents... or pasts... just futures... your features are your teacher
beware of preachers....avoid creatures
selling potions... and lotions... to improve your perception... of who you are.
Hey mister!...You missed her
My sister... Religious twisters
Have twisted their minds... Against all womankind
Pouring chemicals through her veins
Programming her that she has no brain
Breaking her feet with bondage shoes
Poisoning her skin with pigments and hues
Don’t get confused... By marketing men... Dealing in yearn
And making you earn... More than you need
Spike you with greed... Give you sterile seeds
For barren soil... And sell you oil... For your hair... Make you stare
In disbelief... At someone else... Who isn’t you... Hasn’t a clue... What constitutes you
So ...be bold... be noble....forget that dress.........REHEARSAL
UNIVERSAL......ADDIKTION
GENDER FRIKTION
COMPLEKTION IMPERFEKTION
Don’t lissen sista
To anyone called “missed her”
Not assister
But a hamper
Put a damper
On your ambition
Use a partition
Of suppression
Of your divinity
Your connection to the mother
Makes your brother
Just another
Distraction
Attraction
Contraction
Chemikal reaction
Remember?
Pang of guilt?
Don’t quit
The freedom is worth it
So! No, don’t quit
Learn to hit
Back
At lack
Of respect
And learn to rejekt
Suspect advances
Learn old dances
Whilst patriachy prances
Adopt stances
More positive to branches
Of learning
And yearning
For pleasure
Discover your treasure
Without measure
Try passion flowers
By the hour
By the minute
By the moment
Watch for homing instinct
Don’t become extinct
In search of a thrill
It aint in a pill
Or a potion
Try this notion
You are divine
You can’t be mine
Coz propery’s a crime
Against humanity
Avoid adversity
And perversity
Don’t become a kitchen accessory
Don’t be a bedroom necessity
Don’t be someone elses fantasy
Be who YOU wanna be
Be free
Of pressure
Don’t measure
Your body
Don’t compete
Don’t deplete
You are complete
You are unique
Run from conciet
Walk down your street
With a smile in your step
And your shoulders back
Wear your clothes slack
Get the fasion munkey of your back
All that you lack
Is nothing at all
Walk tall
You are woman
After all
You are woman
After all
Go to the ball
Don’t wear glass slippers
Avoid jealous sisters
Don’t get blisters
From working out
Or working in
Domestik slavery
You need a medal for bravery
To live in this century
Of so called liberation
Where permission is granted
To sink to their level
Of equality
Be who you wanna be
Be free
Be she
Don’t lissen to he
Except when you wanna be
What you wanna be
Just be
What you wamma be
Be she
Be free
See your destiny
There’s more to this than a hand on your knee
And flattery
And femininty
And perversity
Of purpose!
Get out of the circus
Don’t perform for ring-masters
Take off your ring
Let them bring
The world to your feet
Know yourself
Let no one judge you
Or measure you
Or treasure you
Like they dicovered you
Like you were lost and they found you
And impound you
On a pedestal
Yeah don’t let vanity
affect your sanity
don’t lissen to profanity
directed at your body
by someone who’s agenda
is different from yours
don’t buy cures
for aging
or slimming
remember winning
aint living
you are timeless
you are ageless
you are mother
you are no other
but sister
to the world
don’t let thempierce you
or cut you
or starve you
into being someone you are not
somehow they forgot
how to see your beauty
they judge you in a swimsuit
they judge your very skin
everyones unhappy
even when their thin
most peoples problem?
They’re not someone else
In this climate of dissatisfaction
Counting fractions
Of ounces
Fighting nature
Fighting yourself
Wearing one size smaller
Wearing shoes to be taller
Sell your breasts for a dollar
And dance if your able
On top of a table
So your able
To feed your baby
And later maybe
Go university
Study perversity
Of purpose
Buy a rose
Buy arazor
Eyebrow erasor
Chemikal shaver
Paint your face
Spray your body with U.V. mace
Join the race
To the alter
Don’t falter
Eyes on the prize
Measure your thighs
Don’t be a prize
In anyone’s game
Don’t live with the shame
Of being to blame
For your name
That came
From your father
Not your mother
Or any other
Know yourself
Find yourself
Be yourself
Discover yourself
Uncover yourself
Love yourself
For who you are
No man with a car
Or a big cigar
Can put you in a jar
Or wear you on his arm
Like a specimen
Acquisition
To enhance his position
Of being no-one important
To the rules of the game
It’s all the same
They teach you shame
Then offer you fame
Or a job on the board
And you think you’ve scored
But it’s just an own-goal
Coz jobs with the boys
And your very own toys
Are just ploys
To get you to play
In their games
Adopt their names
Play power-games
In the playground
With violence
And silence
That ends wher??
Where it began
Woman and man
Adam and Eve
Would you believe
A bite of an apple
Guess who’s to blame
Yeah the games the same
Sisters in shame
A bite of an apple
Sisters in shame
Original sin
Sisters in shame
Pile on the guilt
Spill the milk
That the suck from your breast
While they build you a nest
And offer you beads
And ignore your needs
And train you to breed
And fail to succeed
Till you have a need
To rely on THEM
Yeah them
You know them?
Who need to con-trol someone else
Someone smaller
Someone weaker
Someone less able
Than their impotent lives
Searching for wives
To be obedient
To show to their mates
That the’ve got what it takes
To keep you in your place
And a pedestal is as much a prison as any small confined space
And a pedestal is as much a prison as any small confined space
