Hi you fellow pirates out there!
I miss all your voices, to hear you directly, unfiltered and uncontrolled. But I know you are there and that is a comfort and good to know.
Outside, spring is bursting in an early explosion of singing birds. Last night, as a near full moon lit the sky, I’ve been writing another song for us. It’s also for the women in here, the many voices that wake up in this place every day. I hate it, its barred windows, the fences, the doors, every day I detest it more and more. But we all make it and we all fight for our dignity. Like a true pirate!
I greet you all, keep up the good work!
Love & rage, Joke – and here’s the song:
ONE DAY
Behind every door, there’s a dream
and if there is not, there’s a scream
Both they are quiet behind every door
in every prion on every floor
Behind every door, there’s a dream
a whisper or cry, they’re not what they seem
Both they are waiting but who knows what for
in every cell a day once more
refr.:
One day, one day, the drams will be set free
away, away – away from lock and key
But today, today, the dreams can only flee
away, away, way….
Behind every door, there is hope
and if there is not, there is dope
They both set the mind free, asking form more
in every prison on every floor
Behind every door, there is hope
banging the walls, how else can you cope
If you hear laughter, you know what it’s for
to get through the day, the hours once more
refr.:
Behind every door. there’s a way
and if there is not, you might forever stay
It is worth the fight or else you just score
In every prison on every floor
Behind every door, there’s a way
breaking through time – away every day
The greatest escape is in your mind once more
Out of that cell and right through the door
refr..
Joke Kaviaar, from Nieuwersluis where she is held in prison.
