Silver Ice
Wasteland 2011
I: Sliver Ice
She dances around her caged pole
night after night.
Hungry eyes focus on her as
Ice trails her body.
She entices them within the glitter and
brightly colored lights.
Their new Madonna is born.
However, the randy fire around her can't wake her.
Her soul is dead on the inside.
The vice-filled underbelly of Ikebukuro
Is her glittered cage
She calls home.
Everything is provided for her.
Her main master pays her education
And everything he feels that a doll
Could ever need.
Yet, this will never be enough for her.
She doesn't feel;
Eyes as dead as winter.
Out of the dolls in the underbelly,
She is the most desired out of them all.
She'll expose you.
Sing to me!
Nothing to say.
He reaches out to grab her, but
She isn't moved by his affections or
Attempts to awaken the humanity within her.
The pole dance is a tease
For those who can't get upstairs.
There this soulless goddess
is auctioned off to be
A one-night wife for the highest bidder.
Her opinion doesn't matter.
She just takes it without a single
Thought of her own desires.
To her, love is a game to
Sell for one night.
She will love them like a fly
And never love them again.
Countless men use and abuse her
As they please for the night.
She is their toy for that purpose alone.
The only rule:
One cannot leave marks on the body
for future husbands.
Yet, one young man has fallen for her and
Wants to set her free from this paradise prison
She is trapped inside.
He desires to show her what true love
And emotions are.
Older gentlemen do not want this.
They want their toy and will do
Anything to keep her in her cage.
They have even called in a black-coated
Information broker to help see to that.
In a way,
She is just like my Hyacinth Girl.
Both of them take the abuse and harm
Without any regard to themselves.
They don't even see their own beauty.
Both women closed off from love.
Love is like a sin to them that they
Cannot comprehend alone.
Such soulless beauty is
As dangerous as a child with a gun.
They have no idea what damage
It would do to the men that desire
Around them.
Yet, the young man and I
Refuse to give up until
They are freed from their
Soulless icy cages.
Despite how vain the efforts look,
Something in each of us refuses to
Let us give up until love
Wakes them up again.
But, how can even hope
To achieve this when they
Won't even try to fix themselves?
