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The theme was inspired by Hart Crane... but is a defense of knowledge and lifestyle. |
| I thought long on what I might say to you, If I had a moment to enlighten Those old and insensitive ears That seem to hear so very little. What might I say to your Questions about the "sinful" life I'm living- Could I explain that your God is not something I can understand or accept? And I know that this would terrify you Into hurried prayers on my behalf Of forgiveness, sweet stupid totality of faith. But never could I disrespect you Like this. See me as I am- Confident in my walk, sure in my talk, I don't need a man to make me worthy. Mother often explains the generation you Helped write into stone cold history. The music, the mentality A woman is meant to be married with children Grabbing at her feet, breeze amongst her skirts. Images that mean little to me, The wearer of tidy slacks, the professional- Guiltless trade of "Homemaker" for "Technical Facilitator". That's me. And you can't begin to understand me. Easier in your need for ignorance, blind faith- Don't bother understanding a drive for education, facts. |