Baby Dolls Blues - John Trudell

In a cosmos of temptations leanings

All that went down had many meanings

She saw some light

Hidden behind the dark

In rivers of loneliness

Anger left its mark

Many of life’s chapters

Written by wrong doing men

Gambling to win

Her desperation hot to lose again

A woman holds

Remnants of girl child’s goals

Wandering through dimensions

Of wandering souls

Much more pain than glory

As her story unfolds

The reality is

The illusion keeps playing roles

Late night sleeping dreams

Still coming back

A mind with the blues

Wearing mourning black

Baby doll’s blues

A girl now all grown up

The golden chalice turns to a

Teflon cup

Play house dreams

Devoured by living scenes

Everything’s something with nothing

As it seems

Gnawing pain

Aching from long time hurt

Suppression memory

Reflections self worth

There’s a noisy closet

Behind a locked door

Filled with a past

That can’t take anymore

Reaching for the key

To let her run free

Life beyond the image

See another reality

In love with a man so slow to learn

Standing her ground

No more cheeks to turn

Cages were built by what’s been done

This sister a prisoner

Living under the gun

Standing accused she cries

That’s not me

I’m a real person why why won’t you see

Baby doll’s blues

A girl now all grown up

The golden chalice turns to a

Teflon cup

Play house dreams

Devoured by living scenes

Everything’s something with nothing

As it seems

Needing the peace she’s searching for

Worn down from those days at war

With private truths she wants to tell

But she doesn’t want to be put through hell

When she finds a love that can understand

She'' be free having found a promised land