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Are you mad yet?

Are you mad enough to be yourself, even if the loneliest song?

Are you mad enough to dream your dreams, say your words, and do your thing?

Are you mad enough to love in a world that wants your hate?

Are you mad enough to shout, ‘This isn’t right’ in a world that functions so well on being so wrong?

Are you mad enough to a small brave light, when cowardice has the shiniest star?

Are you mad enough to cut the puppet strings, even if the world tries to turn them into a harvest of nooses?

Are you mad enough to stand up against a ceiling made only tall enough for those on their knees?

Are you mad enough to say the world is hurting you, and want no sedation to be ready for more hurt?

Are you mad enough to open your arms in front of closed doors, walls and borders, in front of human beings?

Are you mad enough not to feed the machine, with pointless things that fill nothing and kill everything?

Are you mad enough to be ugly in a beautiful world of greed, war, and hatred?

Are you mad enough yet?

Posted by Dolly Sen, 16 March 2016

Last modified by Dolly Sen, 16 March 2016

I did it my way, despite section, injection and rejection.

I don't know what to do next artistically or with regards to mental health work, so I have been reflective. Whatever I have done with my life, it hasn't been mediocre.

After a few drinks, I decided to sing about it.

Poor you.

Here are the lyrics, if you want to go all karaoke. 

And now, my rear is here
And so I face another injection
My friend, I’ll say it clear
I’ll state my case, of which I’m certain
I’ve lived a life that’s full
I didn’t travel the most used highway
And more, much more than this, I did it my way

Diagnosis, I’ve had a few
But then again, too poo to mention
I did what I had to do and saw it through without recent section
I faced each bastard loss, survived 5 tory elections. 
And more, much more than this, I did it my way

Yes, there were times, I’m sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all, when there was doubt
I ate up cake and developed gout
I faced it all and I stood tall and did it my way

I’ve loved, I’ve laughed and cried
Apparently this is inappropriate 
And now, as tears subside, I find it all so amusing
To think I did all that
And may I say, not in a shy way
Oh, no, oh, no, not me, I did it my way

For what is madness, what has it got?
If not ourselves, then we have naught
To say the things we truly feels and not the words of one who kneels
The record shows I took the blows and did it my way

[instrumental]

Yes, it was my way

Posted by Dolly Sen, 9 March 2016

Last modified by Dolly Sen, 10 March 2016

Sanity Product Recall

I insist sanity be recalled, but I am not sure where it should be returned to.

Posted by Dolly Sen, 3 March 2016

Last modified by Dolly Sen, 3 March 2016