Queen

 

QUEEN

 

I am your

 

queen

 

Given to me at birth                   by virtue of my poverty

I was made for you                    to rule benevolently

I’ll never ask you to kneel          you’ve had enough oppression

I’ve accepted my place              very reluctantly

 

Everyone who’s ever felt            the burning of awareness

Has journeyed to my kingdom      looking for acceptance

Give me all your tired                because I am your

 

queen

 

I’m like Lady Jane Grey             appointed to my post

By reasons of default                 I am your humble host

It’s not like I can heal                I’m not the medication

Just a symbol of hurt                                   

 

I give you dedication

 

 

What am I to do                        with all your broken hearts?

And who will take care of me      royalty can come apart

So give me all your tired            because I am your

 

queen –

come unto me, find your reprieve

I’ll be your  …

commute all your sentences, give you charity, full immunity and love

 

I just woke up one day and I had a city of damaged goods

What is it about me, that brings all the broken souls

to my front door, thinking I mirror their lives?

Well, if I did, I can’t any longer.

 

And here am I today         sitting on my throne

Nobody serves me            I govern all alone

It isn’t fair                     I’m highly under-qualified

 

So give me all your tired

And I’ll be your

queen 

I’ll be your

queen

I’ll be your …

I’ll pardon your ills and your crimes, my bloody arms give you sanctuary.         

 

I’ll be your queen           come unto me

 

I’ll be your mercy.