O Sultan, My Master, If

Light Is More Important Than The Lantern, The Poem More Important Than The Notebook

We Praise Like Frogs, Swear Like Frogs, Turn Midgets Into Heroes, And Heroes Into Scum: We Never Stop And Think.

And All The Countries Seemed The Same, That I Don't See Myself There, And I Don't See Myself Here.

O Sultan, My Master, If My Clothes Are Ripped And Torn It Is Because Your Dogs With Claws Are Allowed To Tear Me.

Your Love Taught Me To Grieve And I Have Been Needing, For Centuries A Woman To Make Me Grieve For A Woman, To Cry Upon Her Arms Like A Sparrow For A Woman To Gather My Pieces Like Shards Of Broken Crystal