Prostitute

Reflections of Existence: A Tale of Struggle and Survival
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Lyrics

There has to be more than this

Expresses a desire for more meaning or purpose in life.

Is there no reason for me to exist

Questioning the purpose or justification for one's existence.

But for as a plaything of miscreants, malingerers, dastards and knaves?

Feeling used or manipulated by deceitful and dishonest individuals.


How is it so

Surprise at the injustice or disparity in society.

A child can be bought for a year's worth of grain?

Highlighting the devaluation of human life or innocence for material gain.

In this day and age

Commenting on the difficulty of explaining certain phenomena in the modern world.

It's hard to explain but it happens again and again

Expressing frustration at the repetition of disturbing events.


I'll never forget the scene

Recalling a memorable and likely traumatic event.

Where the freckled jowls contort across my father's

Describing a distressing image involving the father's facial expression.

Face and disappear under thew wheels of the cart

Implying a tragic incident involving the father being run over.


Then the sky parts

Depicting a dramatic change or event in the atmosphere.

Pillar of rain

Metaphorically representing a significant emotional or transformative moment.

It is my mother

Symbolizing the mother's presence or influence.


In another life

Contemplating an alternative existence or scenario.

If I ever had children of my own

Imagining a hypothetical situation of having offspring.

I'd cleave them to my breast

Expressing a desire to protect and shelter loved ones from harm.

And convey them far from this country of demons made flesh

Describing a wish to remove family from a malevolent environment.


My last bedfellow is choked to death on a dummy of puke

Portraying a grim or unpleasant experience with a past partner.

I stole this horse, Old Speckled Brownface

Confessing to stealing a horse with a specific name from a particular place.

From the royal tannery

Providing additional detail about the stolen horse's origin.

Haunches glossy with sweat

Describing the physical appearance of the stolen horse.

We burst through the birch

Depicting a moment of intense action or movement through nature.

Turn our heads north

Changing direction and heading northward.

With dawn in our lungs we reach the border

Reaching a significant point, possibly metaphorical, with a sense of renewal or a new beginning.

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