This Bloody Woman Body

This, this bloody woman body

Arise, arises from the earth

This, this bloody woman body

Incubates our mirth

This, this bloody woman body

Is not neutral is not one

This, this bloody woman body

Gives birth to not just sons

Four fertile lips, Consume and bear fruit

Two working hands, refuse the soldier salute

This, this bloody woman body

Subterranean and fecund

This, this bloody woman body

Knows there’s more of her to come

Up to elbows in shit, vomit, blood, tears, snot,

In every fold of skin, she has not forgot

No more she cries, the stakes are so high

No more, no more, this bloody woman cries

This, this bloody woman body

Heaves a sorrowful sigh

For this, this bloody woman body

No longer stands by

No more she cries, the stakes are so high

No more, no more, this bloody woman sighs