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Part III: A Gala Over 𒀭𒇉

from The Dancers Reward by Isabella James

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A girlchild was born,
In those ancient days of Inanna,
A girlchild was born,
To a life of hymnal lamentations.

And she sung like Enki commanded,
Like she was made to,
Like I am made to,
And for once she felt at home.

And will you blaze her temples?
When she's challenged mountains,
And killed her slaver,
Did you think you could get away with this?
Her God is here to save her.

Violence chased her everywhere,
A sense of dread overcame her,
Discarded by her father,
And her mother always blamed her.

Most nights she cried,
Most nights she was afraid,
She knew she must be brave,
It was scary though she tried,

And will you blaze her temples?
When she's challenged mountains,
And killed her slaver,
Did you think you could get away with this?
Her God is here to save her.

When they finally came for her,
She was still a child,
When they finally came for her,
She was still a child.

"I hate you", they cried and set alite,
Her home and her friends and again,
She cried there was nothing this,
Girlchild could do but she cried,

And will you blaze her temples?
When she's challenged mountains,
And killed her slaver,
Did you think you could get away with this?

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from The Dancers Reward, released March 5, 2024

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