I see you

 

I see you laugh down

The throats of women who have seen

Hell in their husbands eyes

I hold my breath as 

You put on sheep’s clothing and call

God’s temple not good

I watch you build an

Altar for them not realizing 

You are burning yourself 

How long will the blood

Of your daughters cry out to you

From a weary earth 

How long will the wolves 

Go home with the sheep keeping them

Silent, slaughtered at home 

It keeps me up at 

Night, waiting for the sun to come

For it to be safe

To even come home