Shhhh….

I was told today

We don’t talk about the trauma itself

Hmmmm…

Okay that’s for therapy only

Shhhhh

Again

I will shout it from my bed

I’d rather be me

Broken and unemployed

Than you

A money grubbing

Whore

Who?

The system of course

Dah…

From a friend to the community to the world

Sexism ignored

Shunned even

Pushed aside

Trampled on…

But the saltiness

Remains

Sweet upon my lips ~

A tiny utopia to

A universal truth

Church is afraid of what it prays for!

How can this be?

You and I know why…

You should be ashamed!

Weeping actually~

Repent while there’s time

To who?

You know who

Tick tock bonnie boys

Have you grown up…

Yet ~

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