TRAGIC Poem: If I Forget Thee I am as Complicit as All, by Mouse Moseley

The Courage to Heal has paper almost
As thin as the Bible makes me
Wonder how many men
Who wrote it had hands dirty
From their daughter’s bodies
How many women lost god
To their holymen fathers
The clergy has never been what
I would call clean, just gilded, guilty
Is not the same thing
I wonder if the daughters of Job
Paul and Mark knew god or if
They searched crushed azure
Till their eyes conjured patterns
Felt it all lacking, scorned Saint
Peter, decided where their fathers
Went they could never be ever
Lasting night after night head held
High. What else is there?
What else is there?
Did they sit solemn in the knowledge
That no god would create them
With this life in mind? Or if
He had then he was crueler
Than any mortal author-
Almost.