Goddamn you and your critical eyes

Your love is dependent on belief in a god created for men, by men

Bend the knee and obey me

Pledge fealty to the holy trinity and everything else I tell you to repeat

Women should be in silence

Don't teach, don't learn, don't speak

Ha, ha, it says so in the good book

Shut the fuck up and get back in the kitchen

Put down that history book and open a cookbook

Perfect your pot roast recipe

Perpetually barefoot in the kitchen, even on Sundays

Mandatory services and allegiance to someone's idea of an all loving god

Be a good christian woman and meet a god fearing man

Bear his children and listen to his every word

Gather round and be force fed from the holy book

Its pages filled with bigotry, racism, sexism, ignorance, intolerance and apathy

If you're lucky you'll find a man like your father

A man who helps to ensure the upkeep of the glass ceiling

Learn how to please him

Raise his children, feed them from your breasts

Candy cane lobotomies around the holidays

Grinning mandible dripping with visceral gum drops

A gossamer winged rapist came to me every night

It stole my identity

For years I searched for that thief

It took three decades until I reclaimed what was mine

Eviscerating through the ideals of other people

The sweet stench of decay is all that remains of the past