The wonderful Sultan’s daughter Every day used to rush, Around the evening hour to the fountain, Where the white waters splash. The young slave stood pale At the fountain, around evening,, Where the white waters wail; And his paleness was increasing. One evening the princess approached him With sudden words, like a whip: I want to know your name, Your home and your kinship! And the slave spoke: My name is Mohammed I come from the Yemen that I cherish, And I stem from the tribe of Asra, From those who, when they love, they perish.

面對資本主義階級化與異化的雄性憤怒，直接以二元對立的結構大開殺戒，其中連結到的男性創傷與渲洩報復正決定了自身的末路，還滿有意思。

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