I Saw a Man

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‘Sandra’ by Shairi Turner

You are but a boy;
you made me a girlish woman.
Woman had the hots for boy?
I was naive- I’m only human.

You’ve run off to play your games;
yet, I know I will be just fine.
I feel foolish for feeling something;
I could have sworn you were all mine.

Oh boy, yes, you wore the perfect mask.
Now I need deep cleansing and a ‘no-costume’ ban.
‘Cause on the day that I first saw your face,
I was so damn sure- what I saw was a man.

{in numb, slightly girlish voice}
I saw a man
I saw a man
I saw a man
I saw a man
I saw a man
I saw a man
I saw a man
If I knew you were a boy,
I’d have stuck to my first plan.

{with crying and regret}
I saw a man!
I saw a man!
I saw a man!
I saw a man!
I saw a man!
I saw a man!
I saw a man!
If I knew you were a boy,
I’d have said goodbye and ran.

{with screaming and anger}
I saw a man!
I saw a man!
I saw a man!
I saw a man!
I saw a man!
I saw a man!
I saw a man!

{fades}

This is not a poem per se; it’s a song. I just need some help with recording it. I already know what it sounds like; I can almost hear it.
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Around 7.30 pm this evening, I found myself scribbling so fast, and the above is what I got after a few changes. I wrote so quickly, hence, the almost-illegible writing. If I ever get to record and/or perform this piece, I want the chorus to carry the emotions. I want it to be as powerful as the chorus in Patto’s 1970s piece, ‘The Man’
Listen to it. The chorus begins at around 4 minutes into the video:

Sea/See-Lion/Line Woman – Nina Simone

Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Alright yeah, alright

Sea lion woman, she drink coffee
She drink tea and then go home
Sea lion woman

Sea lion woman, dressed in green
Wears silk stockings with golden seams
Sea lion woman

Sea lion woman, dressed in red
Make a man lose his head
Sea lion woman

Sea lion woman, black dress on
For a thousand dollars, she wail and she moan
Sea lion woman

Wiggle, wiggle, turn like a cat
Wink at a man and he wink back
Now child, sea lion woman

Empty his pockets and wreck his days
Make him love her
And she’ll fly away, yeah yeah

Sea lion woman, take it on out now
Empty his pockets and she wreck his days
And she make him love her
Then she sure fly away

She got a black dress on
For a thousand dollars
She wail and she moan

Time is on My Side

Ms. Irma Thomas’ voice does something to the tear glands in my eyes, the heartbeat in my chest, the bottomless pit in my stomach, and the tiny-weeny hairs on my legs, I tell you.

She’s incredible! She’s the queen,  no questions necessary! I feel all these feelings, Good God!

Sing to me, mummy!