She will never understand
Fundamentalist Christianity’s demand
To maintain a perfect flower
Solely for a husband to devour
Robbed of her innocence
She begs in the form of repentance
For acceptance and forgiveness
The entire congregation a witness
To victim shame is to victim blame
Even innocent children aren’t immune
Ten past noon on a sunny day in June
A girl’s ***** was breached
A sin in the eyes of the lord, the goodly preacher preached
An unmarried non-virgin is a ***** and nothing more
A defiled child, her name reviled
She is blamed, she is shamed
By her own flesh and blood
Silenced was the little lamb
To hell she will be ******
Keep up the facade
Just smile and nod
Pretend to love the church
Cross necklace, bible, and long skirt
C’mon show your love! Buy that Jesus merch!
Wanting to shed her skin
A prison she’s trapped in
The most perfect of little girls
Except she lost her white pearls
A bitter pill to swallow
The Lord Jesus she must follow
Knowing her body’s imperfect
Understanding she’ll never be worth it
So with the congregation’s nod, the goodly preacher preached:
"For in the eyes of God,
A ***** which is breached
On a girl without a ring
Is worth nothing but a fling"
Jan 4, 2017
Jan 4, 2017 at 10:28 AM UTC
She will never understand
Fundamentalist Christianity’s demand
To maintain a perfect flower
Solely for a husband to devour
Robbed of her innocence
She begs in the form of repentance
For acceptance and forgiveness
The entire congregation a witness
To victim shame is to victim blame
Even innocent children aren’t immune
Ten past noon on a sunny day in June
A girl’s ***** was breached
A sin in the eyes of the lord, the goodly preacher preached
An unmarried non-virgin is a ***** and nothing more
A defiled child, her name reviled
She is blamed, she is shamed
By her own flesh and blood
Silenced was the little lamb
To hell she will be ******
Keep up the facade
Just smile and nod
Pretend to love the church
Cross necklace, bible, and long skirt
C’mon show your love! Buy that Jesus merch!
Wanting to shed her skin
A prison she’s trapped in
The most perfect of little girls
Except she lost her white pearls
A bitter pill to swallow
The Lord Jesus she must follow
Knowing her body’s imperfect
Understanding she’ll never be worth it
So with the congregation’s nod, the goodly preacher preached:
"For in the eyes of God,
A ***** which is breached
On a girl without a ring
Is worth nothing but a fling"
The aftermath of another poem (see Blood and Cigarettes). Often victims of assault are blamed, even small children. It is somehow our fault.
