Hiding your soul in your solitude

Zap Mama is my favorite group. No one I know knows who they are. Everyone I know should know who they are. My favorite song is all of them. But the most beautiful and haunting meoldy is Nostalgie Amoureuse. Sometimes I hide my soul in my solitude. I walk the streets of Chicago in my own special universe, where I am alone and I want to be there. I try to go unnoticed but still people speak to me and my skin crawls when they are words of disrespect, which they most often are, men who are "hitting" on me. Someone smart told me once that maybe these men just want to be acknowledged in the world. I asked her why it was my job to be the one to acknowledge them. Then I listened more deeply to the words of the song that gives me shivers and I remembered lonliness. I try to acknowledge them now and hope they will read my non-verbal uninvite. So far it has worked. Strange.

YOU HAVE GOT TO HEAR THIS SONG!

That night I was walking and walking
I found myself in an open square at dawn
The square was dirty, full of garbage paper, plastic, tin cans
There were people sleeping on the benches with blankets made of cardboard
I wasn’t comfortable and I judged in instantly what I saw: stinking filth condemned
One of them smiles at me and says Hey! Don’t go losing your today
Hiding your soul in your solitude
I’ve skipped from society, a talking heart keeps us true
Your face is my light, he says, The day shines better for the view
The birds talk among themselves Their words tell tales of you.
We are the winners If we unclothe our eyes
The scene is not what it seems The healing waits in our sky.
Hey there! Before you walk away Show me the smile that says I’m not alone
You see what you want in me This crazy life is my home.