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Warning: This poem has strong language and may be triggering for some survivors. The words may be offensive to some, but it's actually not the words themselves which are offensive.  It is what the words painfully express that is offensive.  They express the pain of abuse.  ABUSE IS offensive.  
White Sepulchers
by 'Fiver'

Did you really think I wasn't angry, did you really?!,
when your daddy hit you and you were
masturbated by your mummy?
I ranted, raged for damaging my precious four year old child.
I kicked and screamed at their pretence, denial

of what went really on behind those
gleaming whitewashed doors.
The perfect 'christian' churchgoing family of course.
Your mother always said: "don't hang the dirty washing out!"
The daddy an elder in the church, 
what if they'd possibly found out!

A five year old, vagina kicked, 
so badly bruised without defence.
Police doctor swallowed hard when looking at the evidence.
A middle class school:" O no, such things don't happen here!
O no, don't they just, I'll strip away this artificial veneer!

And what about the 'celibate' priests, who'd fuck their nuns
when all they'd wanted was some spiritual guidance.
The choir boys and girls who came for singing lessons
but afterwards were touched, received free adult sex lessons.

You are the temple of the Lord; your body sacred ground.
Through you I will raise hell and heav'n 
to rout these moneylenders out.
Through you I will shake the church's faltering foundations.
The protestants, the catholics, ev'ry single denomination.

Before I can take my Church as my holy Bride,
I will expose it's rottenness, o no you cannot hide
from my terrifying blazing Fire and Light.
Yes, I AM LOVE in all its petrifying Power and Might!

 

 
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