and the world is wound uprooted trees and refugees in a world of two words Here comes the Divider the forest bleeding and god seen as dog in that mirror squealing woes upon woes upon generations what words what bonds between you and me what bread to share what waste in rich cities grieving bones and yearning souls in earth' s womb what sorrow what starving women feeding what starving children creeping at what men' s feet for mere survival woman beautiful dark woman African woman our mother of all trampled down from searing crevices from pristine sources I hear your call hidden women street walking girls roaming round in circles no path away from male domination nothing new under the sun woman is dark and man is right the law of man is the fate of woman the golden calf is the god of all love is hate is war is oppression what derailment what ails man what ails my dreams Here comes the Divider the watchful sword hangs overhead but time grows old and late ghosts hold arrows from afar and as you leave the wreck remember to wrap up the bread in your fairy tale
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