Macbeth
Trilogy(part one)
By: Adrienne
I
( From Scottish heights
and highland highs
I heard her sing
her lullabies
of Viking's strong
and English sails
a red haired banshee
as she wails
but it's her song that takes me there
when I was free and pure and fair
and nothing more could mean the less
a fictitious metamorphoses
of what I was before I was this
a witch
a wish
reminder of a faerie's kiss,
it's in winter I know her name
nothing, nothings been the same )
II
From Scottish heights
and highland highs
I heard her sing her lullabies
I knew you once, and then again
time can't mend what Fate
won't end,
Mother
Maid
Madonna
and whore
make me who I was before.
Before I was sent
over the seas
& they took
my voice
away from me,
raped my memory
burned my mind
locked away her lullaby.
My secret history
is this
immaculate millennium shredded
with the lust of a knife
a haunted persona
in death and
in life.
From Scottish heights
and highland highs
I heard her sing
her lullabies
of murdered Kings
and guilt of nails
a red haired banshee
when she wails...