This is the cup of the new and everlasting covenant
Shed for you and for all, so that our sins may be forgiven...
Do this in memory of Me.
In memory of the spooky parochial school halls
In memory of the wizened nuns, quietly obedient
In memory of the over-simplicity of rules
In memory of false piety laced with hypocrisy
In memory of crushing inadequacy
Do this, in memory of me, the child.
In memory of the child whose uniform never quite fit
Whose body developed too early
Who had trouble making friends
Who didn't have enough discipline
Do this, do that, don't do this, don't do that
So many tiny rules and expectations
to love, serve and obey
Oct 22, 2020
Oct 22, 2020 at 12:18 AM UTC
This is the cup of the new and everlasting covenant
Shed for you and for all, so that our sins may be forgiven...
Do this in memory of Me.
In memory of the spooky parochial school halls
In memory of the wizened nuns, quietly obedient
In memory of the over-simplicity of rules
In memory of false piety laced with hypocrisy
In memory of crushing inadequacy
Do this, in memory of me, the child.
In memory of the child whose uniform never quite fit
Whose body developed too early
Who had trouble making friends
Who didn't have enough discipline
Do this, do that, don't do this, don't do that
So many tiny rules and expectations
to love, serve and obey
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