I'm Pussy Riot

Crack my tongue trip
Epiglottal
You can’t cut my hair
With hatchets
For I come by force
Of pen
I am virgin like the river
I am running
Weaving
Dancing
Like the artist as a woman
I’m an idea
Which hews the canyon
I’m a truth
Whose time has come

Hold me back
On the ride King Cnut
With my feminine tidal waves
I shall wash
Your tinpot dirt off
The stream of history
Will revise your dictatorial days

The world has changed
You can’t control it
You can’t squash
My soft woolly mask
I’m an invisible
Innocent spirit
Indivisible
Beneficent
Livid

I am every female witness
Lysistrata
Bronte, Pankhurst
No coward soul is mine

I will burn
Those symbols of oppression
My thong, my bra,
My high heeled blues

The man’s world stinks
It’s full of wankers
Hypocrites and government tools
Shame on me
For being unable to refuse
To take their threats, to pay their bribes
To take their murderers money
While keeping British-like and quiet
But now I cry
I’m Pussy riot
I’m Pussy riot
I’m Pussy riot
Omnipresent
Naked
Rife
I’m Pussy riot
I’m Pussy riot
I’m Pussy riot
And so is your wife.


31.07.2012