Order, what Order!!!
It is 1922 and I'm drunk...
Oh please, don't be quick to blame the old wine,
it is not the white blood that has left me sour,
it is death!
It is 1922 and I'm drunk,
and least I forget, I'm drunk and woman!
No, don't curse the fact I no longer lay claims as virgin,
for I am widowed...
widowed in 1922!
It is 1922 and the world is young!
It is young and aged in sin.
So, they say I sin...
And I killed him...
just to be widowed and cursed.
Now, under this cynical Sun,
my bruises burn...and my stomach churns.
But why?
I am wombless, childless and widowed.
And it is 1922 and I'm drunk!
This afternoon, I'm in the square,
waiting for them;
the ones who gave me out to him,
to be beat, damaged and bedevilled.
They will stone me,
but not now when the Sun still watches.
For it is the night that covers a multitude of sins not love.
It is 1922 and I'm drunk and woman,
aye, freshly widowed and wombless!
But I shall die like you too would,
so don't pity me...
For I am only 16 and freshly widowed...
and drunk and wombless...
an abomination, a woman!
In 1922 Africa, evil gets no pity!
And so when you say order,
I laugh! What order!!!
Iamdgtoons