Lolita - Out Out

They stop when she speak

Her eyes convince all who resist

The strengthened grow weak

Her voice declares the richest air

One ever could breathe

Her syllables their utterance

Would never deceive

Damned for the reservation

Speaking the word

When those who fall below

Have already heard

Her thoughts will swirl a graceless curl

Around every mind

Her lips confirm what she has learned

No sentence unkind

Her hands will hold in precious form

A book on her life

Her heart contains all that remains

To bless it goodnight

Damned for the reservation

Speaking the word

When those who live above

Have already heard