In Search of a Song Volume 269

8/7/2019 In Search of a Song Volume 269

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Michelle Cortez


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~ AWaterways Project~ ~. Publication

IMichelle i Ri h d S' 1c ar plegeCortez Barbara Fisher.~. . ~ codirectorsThomas Perryadministrative assistantAlison Koffler

teacherPublic School Repertory Company

Ellen Kirshbaum, principalStephen E. Phillips, Superintendent,Alternative High Schools &Programs

1997 Ten Penny Playerswith funding support fromthe NY State Council on the Arts


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America, Land of the Free, My @$$When I was born,Ididn't know,Who you were America,Iam an independent Dominican girl,Who would rather not have been brought to thisworld.America?What is America to me?Land of the free?Idon't believe what Americatells me,teaches me,or shows me,I am an independent Dominican girl,And the ways of this worldmake me want to hurt.1 don't want America holding me downWhile Pres. Dork sits in office wearing a crownTelling me to do this and do thatI am an independent Dominican girlWho's only goal is to be some one in this world,

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Until I'm 80.Please save my life,I trust in you,Believe me Lord,Just tell me what to do.I'll lead my life to worship,Just let me live on healthy,There's too much rape, drugs,

murder, disease.Please don't let it be too late,You have the power to put things straight.r really pray for this to happenCause I love you.Please Lord, don't let it be.r need your help Lord, can't you see.Yes, I've been bad, please forgive me,'I'm so scared of what is deadly.r need to enlighten people of thee,I need to accomplish things of manyI need to grow and raise a family,So one thing I ask is,Please forgive me!

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The World I SeeIn my neighborhood,I walk out sick,And see nothing good.Chicken heads squawking'People get messed up,Just for walking.Who could live in such an environment,Where all is bad,And nothing is decent.Stray dogs,Sad faces,Hungry chewing logs.Stray cats,Meowing,Hissing at the hissing of slashed tire flats.The crazy lady,Begging for spare change to smoke more crack,To get a little more dizzy like a daisy.The weed man,Selling smoke,Lost dream as a child of being better than

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We cannot livein a world so evil,but there's nothing we can do but let go,just give.The preacher standsin the circle at the podium,preaching about what God commandsNo one listens,And it's a shame,That's only because the violence glistensBlood on the pavementfrom last night's murder,police lines blocking the decentIt's so sad,but what can we do,except live in a world so badToo bad for usliving here today,when dying is a mustBut r thank God's bestfor giving us life, and also death,Thank you Lord cause in the endYou give me rest.

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8/18

This Love of MineI don't want to spend another day with tears,Ican't live with all these fears,I'm scared of losing my only true love,I'd rather die, flyaway like a dove.Go away from the pain Iam feeling inside,Run into a hole, like a mouse and hide,Please don't make me suffer this pain any more,Ican't live this way, please open the door,Let me back inyour heart,So that we can start,A new, my love,A promise so true,I love you,Please take me back.

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9/18

Complex SituationsEarly in the morning the day before morrow,I walk through the grassy greens, dew drops glisteningPetals of pink and yellow swayon long, luscious stemsLike the legs of a beautiful woman with red coloredlipsTear tracks down her cheeksof a sorrow deep within herself,of a long lost future,with no morality.When I look into the belief of anotherI see ignorance and knowledgeI see damsels in distressI see knights in shining armorI see so many wondrous and horrible thingsnone of which I believe inNow going back to this woman of mineWith her complex whines andcomplex groansshe thinks of a time when allshe wanted was to divide

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But now all she wants is a manwith whom she can multiplyThe hot wet spot she feels between her legsshe remembers the tears whileshe lays her hands on his headhe kisses her on her special placeand she runs her fingersthrough his matted hair

Now he looks up and smileswhile she pulls him up to be in herto penetrate herhe can make it all worth whilehe can make it all worth whilewhen he looks up an' smilesToday Iwalk the dew dropped grassy greenas petals of pink and yellowsway on long, luscious stems.

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11/18

W'hat Do I Owe YouWhat do I owe you,That you find it necessary to stare at me,You clownsI don't like your eyesundressing my body and,following my curves,the little of them I've got,Stop looking this wayMaking me feel as small as a mouse,with a cat trying to stare me down,either just to scare meor getting ready to pouncesneaking peeks through the crowd,invading my spaceinvading my mindannoying eyessilly facestupid smiledisgusting tasteYou know you really put me offwith your silent sexual harassmentstop looking at me,I scream!

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12/18

Stop glaring at my cheeks and hair,Making my face hot as my anger rises.I hate men like you with you obscene gestures

and remarks,What do lowe you?I think you owe me an apology!

The darkness that grips us,is that of a holewe've dug it ourselves,6 feet deepawaiting our arrivalsare the worms and maggotsto eat out our eyes and nosesrip apart our soulsThe holiness that grips us,that of the onethe holy most highI t is that of our creator,who put us here,in this spinning cemetery,with a shovel,to dig our holes with


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The silence that grips usis one of horrorfear of what's in the pastterror of what's in the futureor is it fright ofwhat's supposed to Jayin that holefear of yourselfIwould tell you more, but Imustgo back to my diggin' of my hole,cause there is a long way to go!

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14/18

Go ItAloneToday I decided to go it aloneWhy?Idon't know.But Icould try to tell you soHere IgoIkinda figureIcanLive by myselfTake care of myselfIdon't need to be taken care ofSmart and strongIswhat I amIcan be colorsI can be free

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Ventriloquist's KneeDon't start talking I say to my knee,Cause if you haven't noticed look and seeIhave, to be the only one with aventriloquist's kneeBlah Blah Blah Tee-hee Tee-heelShut up IsayAnd it does it at onceVentriloquist's kneeon me.


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Don't Try to Tell MeAs a woman I feel r have many great virtuesIcan do what Iwant to do,be who I want to be,Ican go where Iwant to go,Talk to whomever I please.Now don't get me wrong,I'm not super womanBut Ican try to beThat's only because Iam free,Ianswer to no oneJust meSo many ways to get my way,I've got the power to have my sayIam a girl,Female statusMakes me betterThan most of them! Iknow who Iam,Do you know who you are?Man?Oh, pleaseDon't try to tell meWho or what I'm supposed to beCause I know,

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And I am freeSo what would a man be without me?Just a part!Cause Igot the prizeDon't get me wrong, again Isay,cause men ain't all badCause what would Ibe without a man?But not to guide me,

show me,or steal me

of what I've gotBut to help meAnd I'll help himCause we all need helpSo just for thatI'll fill his cup to the brimwith wine so sweetcause females just can't be beat.

all of my poems are dedicated to the love ofmy lifeSteven Brooks SpringleI love you baby

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