A Woman With No Name

I see her fly up high in the blue skies From afar I see her stand near by She is ugly She holds her head up high She is pretty She holds her head up high She is rich She holds her head up high She is poor She holds her head up high She is stupid She holds her head up high She is intelligent She holds her head up high There she flies A woman with no name The one you tried to frame She is a friend, a sister, a mother and a lover She is a teacher, rocker, a stalker and a comforter She is a worker, politician and a prostitute She is everything from complex to minute A killer in your very mist been fed sick pills sent out to the road to kill She is an instiller of the truth when you feast demanding your manners Her favorite breakfast banner You look at me in disbelief and shock As if you've just been hit with a rock Where is your luck? You look at me in shock The truth is bitter Does not only shock but sucks There she flies A woman with no name The one you tried to frame She is the one you tried to dismiss In your bed with a single kiss You did not listen She was only seeking justice She is the mother of your children Producing grown up women and men I see her in your eyes As she cries With pain, deranged from the rain She is the one you pretend Is not important Right from when you were an infant So you rant and rant and rant She is the one you alienate, frustrate, underrate, and try so often to eliminate There she stands She stands on my shoulder Ready to embark on a journey She is the woman with no name The one you tried to frame Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi www.sylviachidi.com