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The God I was told to believe in tied my worth to a man deciding he loved me - loving that could touch me
where and when I didn’t want to be,
loving that said he knew better,
loving that allowed him to suspend
Choosing me on if.
The God I was told to believe in left me when I no longer wanted a love
that was “patient and kind”,
but looked like a love that was more than if, a love consensual, equal.
The God I was told to believe in left me
In the shadow that was shed by his back,
I discovered a new God,
one who slashed the noose
of another’s sins from my neck,
held my hand, and whispered words of peace -
The God I was told to believe In
came again today,
for it was not enough that men could strip me of my clothes,
now it was my voice, my choice.
My new God will find others like me,
He will hold their hand as the hanger
is twisted into a tool of necessity,
and whisper words of peace-
for they have cast the first stone
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