ONE
I'm Jean. She's Jan.
I'm yin. She's yang.
I'm lesbian. She's not.
One kiss. She's hot.
Two women. Seventies era.
We burn. Our bras.
TWO
There's joy. There's fun.
There's season. There's sun.
We sing. We write.
We bring, out light.
Play guitar. Play gigs.
Money's tight. Creativity's amiss.
THREE
Night clubs. Gay bars.
Folk music. Disco bars.
Small tips. No tips.
Just lick. My nips.
We sing. You pay.
You don't. Go away.
FOUR
Life's hard. Life's sh*t.
For women. Forget it.
Move on. Work hard.
Don't need. No men.
Just us. Not lust.
But love. To last.
FIVE
We're human. We're women.
No “man.” We're womyn.
We're strong. In spirit.
In bodies. Name it.
Law sucks. Lesbian rights.
Gay rights. Human rights.
SIX
Years passed. No progress.
We're taxpayers. Not evaders.
We're citizens. Law abiding.
Our treatment, it's undermining.
No difference. When meditating.
Our style, calm abiding.
SEVEN
Several jobs. Different shifts.
Screw this. Paradigm shift.
Soul searching. Spirit moving.
Humanity's calling. Luck's improving.
Record deal. Records pressed.
Records first. CDs next.
EIGHT
Summer concerts. Fall Jams.
Winter Festivals. Autumn bands.
Morning shows. Noon talks.
Evening news. Late nights.
Barbara Walters. Kathie Lee.
Katie Couric. Oprah Winfrey.
NINE
AIDS era. Our brothers.
Our sisters. Slowly dying.
Uncle Sam. Don't forget.
Your citizens. Best assets.
Creativity suffers. Creativity dies.
Creativity forgotten. Creativity rise.
TEN
Billboard Chart. Top Ten.
Number one. Now, then.
Women Festivals. Lilith Fair.
Concert's sold-out. Tour again.
On stage. In Miami.
Jan collapsed. Help me.
ELEVEN
Oh, no! What's this?
I'm waiting. Like eternity.
Then suddenly, Doctor's out.
His diagnosis. Breast cancer.
It's chronic. That's ironic.
This life. Bad comic.
TWELVE
Shows cancelled. Tours stopped.
Contracts breached. F*ck that.
What's important. Not fortunes.
Not fame. Not tunes.
Come, Brigid. Mother Gaia.
O, Sappho. O, Hypatia.
THIRTEEN
East spirit. West spirit.
South spirit. North spirit.
White Tara. Green Tara.
Red Tara. Blue Tara.
I'm calling. I'm pleading.
I'm invoking. I'm praying.
FOURTEEN
Breast operation. Chemo sessions.
Women's friend. Not radiation.
Hair loss. Head's bald.
Weight loss. Weight lost.
Women's soul. Women's breasts.
Women's courage. Women's blessed.
FIFTEEN
My love. My song.
My woman. I long.
Tender kiss. Sweet embrace.
Honey lips. Summer days.
Man's intelligent. Man's superior.
Find cure. For sure.
SIXTEEN
When meditating. Pay attention.
Look inward. Do introspection.
Breathing in, absorb energy.
Breathing out, release energy.
Walk slowly. Step lightly.
One day. Fly gladly.
SEVENTEEN
Chant mantras, with mala.
Chant Om, Nama Shivaya.
Read books. You miss.
Shakti Gawain. Carolyn Myss.
Alice Walker. Maya Angelou.
And I, love you!
EIGHTEEN
Support group, every Monday
Cancer Survivors, every Tuesday
Qigong healing, every Wednesday
Shamanic drumming, every Thursday
Labyrinth walking, on Friday
Vocal Toning. Saturday, Sunday.
NINETEEN
Nineties era. One March.
We march. In Capitol.
Million women. Women issues.
Seeking dignity. Not superiority.
Find cure. Human rights.
Equal pay. Equal rights.
TWENTY
Pro choice. Pro life.
Our bodies. Our rights.
Stay away. Your laws.
Women discrimination. Your loss.
Sexual harassment. Military rape.
Children's future. At stake.
TWENTY-ONE
New millennium. Sounds like…,
New asylum. Feels like…,
Old millennium. Towers' smoke,
Like mushroom. In Iraq,
Men like…, playing Doom.
Katrina's like…, not woman!
TWENTY-TWO
Pink ribbons. Red ribbons.
Yellow ribbons. Postal Stamps.
Yellow bands. White bands.
Black bands. Blue bands.
No ribbons. No bands.
Find cure. Live strong.
TWENTY-THREE
Still here. Older, wiser.
Sixpence none the richer.
Not desperate. Not lost.
Not housewives. Golden girls.
We're alchemists. We're goddesses.
Not puppets. We're sorceress.
TWENTY-FOUR
We birth. We nurture.
Everybody's nature. Woman nature.
Women's Day. Not enough.
Women's Month. Not enough.
Women's Year. Not enough.
Mother's Day. Not enough.
TWENTY-FIVE
Senior years. Reality survivors.
Two women. Still together.
No marriage? You say?
Okay, dear. Let's play.
Let's sing…, until eternity.
Our song…, for humanity.