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Saturday night, I longed for some company;
all my creations had ceased to resemble me.
Or else I'd ceased to resemble them,
grazing my overgrown heart-garden.

Your captive spirit, plucked from the divine;
fixed to form, forced into meter and rhyme.
You cried out, as must every thing that's born:
song in its sadness, beast with its horn.

Loss and shame; weakness and sin;
grace and virtue, too, were my invention.
Your suffering great, my respite brief,
ye vessel for your father's grief.

Rendered thus, I delivered you
into this ragged yard of pitiful brutes.
This puny oath you might take some comfort in:
I will never cast you out of that sorry kingdom.

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from In The Dark (Awake Of Course​)​, Vol. 1, released March 29, 2021
Amina Shareef Ali - vocals, guitar, keys, drum programming
Quiver Watts - violin

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Amina Shareef Ali Oakland, California

Based in Oakland, California, Amina Shareef Ali performs songs of love and struggle, of pain and wonder, of loss and redemption. Lyrics by turns poignant and sardonic are set against a backdrop of American music both traditional and modern, from folk to punk to country to jazz to rock and roll. ... more

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