Wings by Jojanneke Vanderveen

Tekst en muziek: JV, februari 2014
Piano en zang: JV, juli 2020

I’m a winged creature
and winged creatures fly.
Earthliness is fine for us,
but just provided sky.

Starlings in the winter,
joyfully up high,
Staging gorgeous spectacles,
least concern of thine.

Do you know how it hurts
when you’re beaten with a stick,
when your feathers are pulled,
and your feet are tied to brick?
And it’s not just the pain
that it causes which sickens,
but the fact that defense
makes you feel like a chick
who doesn’t know how to love,
how to love, how to love,
but just goes for the kick,
for the kick, for the kick?

I’m a woman, I’m a woman,
and it’s not that long ago that I discovered.
But you should know, I can’t be got.
Treat a human as an end,
not just as a means.
I, I will fight,
joined the womanhood,
oppose expectations that harm,
anyone’s.

Starlings in the winter,
joyfully up high,
staging gorgeous spectacles,
least concern of thine.

I’m a winged creature
and winged creatures fly.
Earthliness is fine for us,
but just provided sky.