AM I TO BE BLAMED?
(Declamatory Piece)
They’re chasing me, they’re chasing, no they must no catch me, I have enough money now. Yes, enough money for my
starving mother and brothers.
Please let me go, let me go home before you imprisoned me.
Well, officers? Take me to your headquarters. Good morning captain! No captain, you are mistaken; I was once
a good girl (boy), just like the rest of you here. Just like any of your daughters (sons). But time was, when I reared in
slums. But we lived honestly, we lived honestly in life. My father, mother, brothers, sisters and I. But then, poverty
enters the portals of our home. My father became jobless, my mother got ill. The small savings that my mother had
kept for our expenses were spent. All for our daily needs and her needed medicine.
One night, father went out, telling us that he would come back in a few minutes with plenty of foods ad money,
but that was the last time I saw him. He went with another woman. If only I could lay my hands on his neck, I would
wring it without pain until he breathes no more. If you were in my place, you’ll do it, won’t you Captain? ….. What? You
won’t still believe in me? Come and I’ll I show you a dilapidated shanty by a railroad.
Mother, mother I’m home, mother?... Mother? !!! There Captain, see my dead mother, Captain? There are tears
in your eyes? Now pack this stolen money and return it to the owner. What good would this do to my mother now?
She’s already gone! Do you hear me? She’s already gone. Am I to be blamed for the things I have done?
AM I TO BE BLAMED?
(Declamatory Piece)
They’re chasing me, they’re chasing, no they must no catch me, I have enough money now. Yes, enough money for my
starving mother and brothers.
Please let me go, let me go home before you imprisoned me.
Well, officers? Take me to your headquarters. Good morning captain! No captain, you are mistaken; I was once
a good girl (boy), just like the rest of you here. Just like any of your daughters (sons). But time was, when I reared in
slums. But we lived honestly, we lived honestly in life. My father, mother, brothers, sisters and I. But then, poverty
enters the portals of our home. My father became jobless, my mother got ill. The small savings that my mother had
kept for our expenses were spent. All for our daily needs and her needed medicine.
One night, father went out, telling us that he would come back in a few minutes with plenty of foods ad money,
but that was the last time I saw him. He went with another woman. If only I could lay my hands on his neck, I would
wring it without pain until he breathes no more. If you were in my place, you’ll do it, won’t you Captain? ….. What? You
won’t still believe in me? Come and I’ll I show you a dilapidated shanty by a railroad.
Mother, mother I’m home, mother?... Mother? !!! There Captain, see my dead mother, Captain? There are tears
in your eyes? Now pack this stolen money and return it to the owner. What good would this do to my mother now?
She’s already gone! Do you hear me? She’s already gone. Am I to be blamed for the things I have done?
AM I TO BE BLAMED?
(Declamatory Piece)
They’re chasing me, they’re chasing, no they must no catch me, I have enough money now. Yes, enough money for my
starving mother and brothers.
Please let me go, let me go home before you imprisoned me.
Well, officers? Take me to your headquarters. Good morning captain! No captain, you are mistaken; I was once
a good girl (boy), just like the rest of you here. Just like any of your daughters (sons). But time was, when I reared in
slums. But we lived honestly, we lived honestly in life. My father, mother, brothers, sisters and I. But then, poverty
enters the portals of our home. My father became jobless, my mother got ill. The small savings that my mother had
kept for our expenses were spent. All for our daily needs and her needed medicine.
One night, father went out, telling us that he would come back in a few minutes with plenty of foods ad money,
but that was the last time I saw him. He went with another woman. If only I could lay my hands on his neck, I would
wring it without pain until he breathes no more. If you were in my place, you’ll do it, won’t you Captain? ….. What? You
won’t still believe in me? Come and I’ll I show you a dilapidated shanty by a railroad.
Mother, mother I’m home, mother?... Mother? !!! There Captain, see my dead mother, Captain? There are tears
in your eyes? Now pack this stolen money and return it to the owner. What good would this do to my mother now?
She’s already gone! Do you hear me? She’s already gone. Am I to be blamed for the things I have done?
