Variation on Shadow Box
We like to pile up stuff in the attic or basement
Our conscience is a receptacle of our memories
And it doesn't matter how long ago some stuff happened
They will always be there haunting us
How about the memory of Institutions
That command our collective consciousness
Do they keep a record on child abuse?
or rape of nuns by priests ?
How many times has god shown up since the last time?
And when was that:
Let me think:
Never!!!
Thank you very much
Don't give me miracle mumbo jumbo
Give me something like this:
You will come to the whole world
and say the truth
the only truth:
Everything was a big lie
Very well put together
using ignorance and fear.
And don't touch the kids!
Give yourself a break
Get married and let them get married
Try to raise your own children
and feel the pain of a father
who has his baby
touched by an "angel" Priest
Don't keep your wives
In the basement
They get moldy.
Mix Media by C.L.DeMedeiros
1 comment:
I like the piece. Ladders and stairs are wonderful things. There's an old nusery rhyme about a man who kept his wife in a pumpkin shell.
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