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Andrea Gibson - Enough

Andrea Gibson is a poet and activist. Her poetry focuses on gender norms, politics, and the struggles facing queer people today. To find more about her please visit: http://www.andreagibson.org/ http://www.myspace.com/andreagibson I intend no copyright infringement and if the powers that be want me to remove this video, please let me know and I will do it. I just wish to share Ms. Gibson's tremendous talent. Please buy her CD's and books at her homepage. http://www.andreagibson.org/store/sto... Pictures taken from her homepage. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Last night I painted a purple tree on my bedroom wall I woke up this morning in a pile of leaves The color of a million different faces Thinking of that hand That planted the seed Of the family tree That grew us all And how each one of us Will one day fall back to the ground This morning I was listening to my heart pound Knowing with every single beat That a thousand other hearts Were falling asleep forever On a day they never thought they would And I know there are tribes of aborigines That decide how and when theyll die After a hundred years or so They walk into the desert alone Offer up their breath And within two minutes Soar into a death As beautiful as their life And I was thinking I Will probably never be enlightened enough To decide how I want to die So this morning I decided how I want to live What I want to give What kind of song I want to sing Now Im no longer Looking at my days like theyre a cup Calling them half empty or half full When theyve always been enough Theyll always be enough To fill me up If I stop thinking so much And start drinking them up Until I get so drunk and high on my days Ill be walking up to strangers and saying things like Hey, I know Jesus was born in a manger But I woke at dawn today To watch the earths horizon Give birth to true rising sun of God And I cant stop singing hallelujah Can you believe were here? Can you believe there are gods somewhere praying to us? I want to be that nut on a bus Whos really a prophet Telling everybody Smoking is bad Stop it You might be an opera singer some day And how are you gonna hit the high notes? I wanna live like those high notes That rise from the throats of old ladies When they see little babies Riding in shopping carts I wanna start somebodys heart like that Taking ninety years back So youll have sworn You werent born Until you saw me Planting roses In all the sidewalk cracks So when you trip Youll fall in love With someone you thought you hated And now look at what that love has created Look Theres a sky On her faded blue jeans With a flock of birds About to fly to my words And my next lines Gonna rhyme with her eyes And shell wink And Ill think Im as beautiful as him I wanna live my life Like its a little league game I dont care if I win Just wanna watch some little girl Get her very first hit Watch her father cheer so hard He spills his beer And decides to quit I wanna split some womans Tired eyes open Wake her with her own sunrise So she knows Theres reason to be hoping Shell say There are stingers in my heart But Im sure that Im a queen And that night Shell vow to swarm Until every angry car horn Is reborn a song Of let there be light Every angry war cry reborn A song of let there be life I wanna build the timid teenage boy A microphone that will Echo his rhymes The same way They echo in his shower When hes home alone I wanna write poems In the tone Of your mothers eyes When she whispered your name For the very first time Poems that will make you go home Pick up the phone And call her While I call mine to say You know those lines On the kitchen wall Where I grew Taller and taller and taller Put a couple more there wont you? Cause Im growing up here No longer looking at my days Like theyre a cup Calling them enough From now on Theyll be overflowing Since now Im knowing Its up to me To fill them up