Dialogues: A Script

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1. Woman: I am in trouble. I am suffering. I am burdened.  I am in pain. Help me.

(Sotte Voce: Anything equivalent in Latin, French, Greek or any human language, archaic , uncommon, common, exotic, eclectic, forgotten, ancient et al..  can be used. Make sure that the content is the same.)

Loved One: I knew it that day- when you did not bow your head before God’s image! Your own arrogance, your way of living, your pride has brought down the suffering on you.

Narrator’s Voice: And thus she learned that Love, as they say, a certain form of Love, can be debilitating.Debilitating: adjective, making someone weak or infirm. Disease upon a disease, so to say!

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2.

Woman: I am in trouble. I am suffering. I am burdened.  I am in pain. Help me.

Loved One : You must have brought it upon yourself. You are pretty naive, I should say. Trusts any body.  Help, how do you expect me to help you? By the way, there is a great party tonight.  I have to go. Don’t call me by the way- I will be busy next week.

Narrator’s Voice: And thus she learned that Love, as they say, a certain form of Love, can be devastating. Devastating: adjective, synonyomus with gut wrenching, cataclysmic, shattering…Earth beneath the feet slipping away, perhaps is closest!

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3.

Woman: I am in trouble. I am suffering. I am burdened.  I am in pain. Help me.

Loved One: I am here.

Woman: I do not need a narrator anymore. Now, I know what Love means. I am also thankful for the debilitating, devastating experiences that equipped me to stand strong. To be ready, for this moment.

Finis*

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Looking Out

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1.

Looking out

Of the window

I rather like the fact

That I have the time

The love, the peace

To look out

And come back slowly

To my  own self.

Looking within,

I greatly like

The place I am in

Now.

That’s a great deal

Knowing where I

Could have been

Would have been

Should have been

But for a

Decision

To be able to

Stand and look out

Of a window

Fearlessly.

2.

You mix up the earth with your hands

Smile at me, calling my name

I squint at the autumn sunshine

See your kind eyes shining

As they gaze at me.

Holding your wet earth hand,

I rise, I rise, I rise,

Indefatigable as a tiny green

Plant, thriving with fierce spirit

Needing only one drop

Of

Respectful love.

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Screenplays from an old time

Flash past before my eyes

Stereotypes, anger, suppressed rage

Humiliation, dressing downs, mockery

Love, lust, fear, hatred, envy, loathing

Mixed and merged like a canvas gone bad

With horrible hues

Disgust dripping down like ashen failure

I stop the movie within; hit the mute button

And switch on the Now:

It hums your name, my name,

Ours.

My canvas clears once again

With bright, joyous colours

Of happiness.

My movie script begins again

This time, the lines are written

By my own self respect.

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