Loop de Noose

by James Brown

Why do you call me sir

Am I he

Am I not the one who gives hope

Your seed toils within my soil

Do you not harvest my womb

The fruit I bear pulls heavily against my breast

You have taken my supple bounty, as a child

Have you hidden me in shame

You are not my whore

You cover yourself

As if I would steal the salt from your wound

Scarred and moaning

Mother prays to you

Why do you not return

I lay in wait for your kiss, as a child

Have you left me alone

Father who art not inside me

Take freely of thine love

For you have given birth to me

I crawl from your embrace a savior

Mother, forgive me my nakedness

Given freely to your sword

For I have taken flesh inside, as a child

Have you placed upon me a sacrifice

Still you stand blind before me

Sickened with the knowledge you devour

Quivering as a virgin, willing, yet unable

To rise torn and pleasured in longing

I can offer none to you sir

You are barren

Your eyes searching for light, as a child

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