Poetry: Annulment

ANNULMENT

And now you antiquated
ecclesiastic. You would
take away my dignity
throw me in the lions den
color my soul black
You, who were persecuted
for believing in yourself
You, who thought you knew
how to interpret, translate
You, with the "signs"
your blind priests
married to themselves
How dare they wake up
in my bed, shake the sheets
with incense. mumble
words, to make it right
In the eyes of whom?
Go ahead, take my and
my children's soul
away to give someone
else life in the church

You say, not me, the
marriage did not exist
Innocent honor stolen for
your counted numbers
How many people will
you decapitate. arrest
their heads of memories,
leave them naked
daughters of the church
outside the gates
We also took you as
precious, as sanctified
holders of our hands
Do you care now of my
spirit? Take my name and
hide it in scrolls in the
basement dark and dank
No, it is not a good time
you idiot virgin priests
to take my heart and
tear it to pieces

I am angry that you
a name only think you
can decide my fate
So what's new?
You have killed in
God's name before
So who am I but a
pebble in the path
of your Great Mission
It's you who cannot interpret
fooling only yourselves.