GABY BILA

If every woman woke up each morning satisfied with the way she looks, feels and who she is The economy would crumble down over night

If every woman woke up each morning with a smile on her face Divorce rates wouldn’t exist

If every woman woke up each morning with a song on her lips Unhappy husbands wouldn’t think with their fists

If every woman woke up each morning with energy just to be herself The world would be a beautiful place

If every woman woke up each morning with only love on her mind The children would all grow up satisfied

If every woman woke up each morning without fear living rent free inside her head The morning dew would be a jewel to be looked at

If every woman woke up each morning without worries heavy on her shoulders The fountain of youth would become a reality

If every woman woke up each morning to say hello to herself in the mirror There would be no burnout syndrome, because time would be on her side

If every woman woke up each morning without her gender marking (BORDERING) her reality The world would thrive with equality, respect and humanity

If every woman woke up each morning not to be a promised wife Family Honour would be a thing to live and not die for…

IF EVERY WOMAN, BERLIN 2013

I am in love with my washing machine

I am in love with my sink

I am in love with my hairbrush

I am in love with my reflection in your eyes

Call me a lady, a girl, a chick, a Sheila, fish on legs

But respect me nevertheless

I am in love with my vacuum cleaner

I am in love with my stove

I am in love with my cooking gloves

I am in love with my name tattooed on your arse

Call me a female, a woman, a chook, grand canyon mouth

But listen to me without many doubts

I am in love with my bed

I am in love with my mirror

I am in love with my slippers

I am in love with your moans when I make you come

Call me beef curtains, saggy tits, hairy nipples, dirty muff

But avoid me when you want to talk fluff (But spare me when you wanna talk tough)

I am in love with shoes

I am in love with expensive booze

I am in love with my nail polish

I am in love with my lipstick on your chin

Call me cunt, nasty, user, heart breaker

But don’t put me down when I am just a home maker (don’t shut me down when I wanna speak up) (But don’t abuse me when I am drunk)

I am in love with my handbag

I am in love with hair dryer

I am in love with my silk gown

I am in love with coming home late and watching you frown Call me useless, an alien at house work, a stranger in the kitchen, a party bunny

But don’t raise your voice when I am not in the mood

So I am in love with myself

And you can call me all those names But I know who I am Despite all your games

It didn’t take me long To build up my femme ego

Cos I think with my heart And fight with my brain

But you can call me a lady and a witch at every precious moment of your day!

GABY BILA

IF EVERY WOMAN, BERLIN 2013

I'M LOVE, BERLIN 2013

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