2.16.2010

i'm a soldier in the army



every now and then, the perfect song comes out and fits right into your life...

i'm a soldier of love.

the first dozen times i listened, as the words started to emerge from the melody, i was captivated. 

i've been torn up inside / i've been left behind / tall i ride / i have the will to survive...pain. loss. memory. the struggle for sanity in the midst of rejection.

when she soars into i am love's soldier, then dips into i wait for the sound...

perfection.

sade's given us so many gifts...sweet taboos, bulletproof souls...and now she's channeled an anthem for those of us who didn't have a name until now. 

do we really have to wonder why we forgive her for abandoning us for decades at a time?

2 comments:

Filho de Logunede said...

This song feels very Oya to me :)

sugar sista said...

you think? now that i have a sort of conception of these things, i've always thought of her as very oshun...

her name means "she reveres wealth" (folasade)