One by one, deep in depression
Hundreds of girls, perfect procession
Forgive them Father for their transgression
It’s only been a week since their last confession
And they’re stressing
Obsessing, they’re not possessing
The key to peace you were expressing
Thoughts were dark, disturbing, distressing
Addressing the mess the Brothers were blessing
left on their own, searching and guessing
There’s no God, that would warrant that
A hug, kiss, caress, grab and slap
“Be a good girl, lay down flat, the Savior loves you…”
And all of that
Not a day goes past, hearts don’t bleed
Guaranteed
Brought Hell to St. Mary’s, they’d
School those girls in getting laid
With grooming built, in high speed
All bad seeds were made to read…
‘The Hail Mary’ and ‘Apostle's Creed’
Strokes of hair from tender eleven
‘Our Father who art in heaven…’
They repeat his words or Blame and Shame
‘Hallowed be Thy name…’
Some tried to run, denounced as scum
‘Thy kingdom come
Thy will be done…’
Not worthy, feelings deaden
‘On Earth as it is in Heaven…’
And legs do spread
‘Give us this day, our daily bread…’
for Faith, Spit and Viruses
‘forgive us for our trespasses…’
They commenced what they sensed with a thrust
‘as we forgive those who trespass against us…’
Shedding their private frustration
Not heeding nor needing salvation
‘and lead us not into temptation…’
Quiver in the Cathedral
‘but deliver us from evil…’
Time and time again
‘Amen’
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