Roll up! Roll up!
Examine the corrupt,
the nose, hair, the olive of skin.
Dishonourable, alloyed blood.
Rub, Rub
I can't get it off.
grate, burn, scour,
I can only cleanse, gloss, polish.
Look! Come and see
the fresh, clean impurity.
Lay on the table,
sparkling shimmering.
We cannot control these sinful things.
Feb 20, 2020
Feb 20, 2020 at 10:59 AM UTC
Roll up! Roll up!
Examine the corrupt,
the nose, hair, the olive of skin.
Dishonourable, alloyed blood.
Rub, Rub
I can't get it off.
grate, burn, scour,
I can only cleanse, gloss, polish.
Look! Come and see
the fresh, clean impurity.
Lay on the table,
sparkling shimmering.
We cannot control these sinful things.
To all my ancestors who were persecuted for their religion and ethnicity.
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