A Love Song / Cries of Anguish

Turbulent, Shirin Neshat

Enter stage right
Enter stage left
To the roaring applause
To the deafening silence
Of a hundred
Of a thousand
Blurred figures of man
Leg-less crickets
I begin to sing
I begin to howl
An ancient song of love
An ancient cry of anguish
The beautiful sounds
The heartbreaking sounds
Fill the auditorium
Cut through the silence
And silence the men.
And are heard by none.
As my song comes to a close
As my cries begin to quite
The blurred figures
The leg-less crickets
Rise once again
Weep once again
To cheer for man.
To console for woman.