Oh, dear woman!

You want to heal the world
But your soul is broken
Its splinters glowing in the moonlight
No one brave enough to touch

You want to love
But your heart is saturated
With the callousness the world flung at you
The temptress of original sin

You want to birth beauty
But the child of the dejected mother
Is discontented – probes you
Father as alive as a scarecrow

You want to hold in your warm hands
But the loneliness in your bones
Cracks open where fear of illumination
Keeps the light away

You want to see us with your eyes
But their honest stare shows us our vileness
So they look away
And shut their minds

You want to soak the sun
But it burns you – the fires of hell
A woman in need of salvation, they said
Sweet Jesus – the life you lost

You want to be free
But your body is the thing you must carry
Whose shape gives life form
And takes our breath away

Oh, dear woman!