A herd of holy temples vandalized

Turn your eyes 

hold your breath 

pass the girl like a beer 

Killed the girl in her 

now she's a bleeding woman 

Having to pretend everything is fine 

Do you understand how embarasing it is to have your temple vandalized? 

back to school 

best looking 

chin up

Top of class 

everyone feels envy 

she feels the eyes boring through her back 

 

They don't know the child in her womb 

forming over time 

The knot in her chest suffocating her 

The weight of hiding crushing her 

The yelling she endures at home 

The reality that another human is relying on her 

 

So go ahead pull your daughter from the line up of appatizers for men

There are a plenty for them to feast on 

When the innosence is taken away and the temple is vandalized 

the pain is bottles up 

the world shut out 

Treat women like cattle 

but we are holy temples 

that are too often vandalized 

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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