She knelt on the parquet floor
Supplicant before the throne
Hands folded precisely
Aimed at the heavens
This is my penance, she mumbled
Head crowned with stained glass hues
I did it once
I’ll do it again
And accept my penance
I’ll kneel before you, master
Accept your blessing
Blue-ing my cheek
Imprinted by your ring
I am nobody
I am your servant
You are ALL wise and giving
Loving and knowing
All female trespassers
Will be violated
This is my penance
For being one with you
Worsened only by the thought
Of NOT
Being your servant
Being your beloved
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This is in response to Lance’s 100 Word Song challenge posted April 17th. The song: Of Lillies and Remains by Bauhaus. It likely won’t surprise you that I have not heard this before. I listened, and a line or two resonated and stuck with me, rolled around my brain pan and spat out the above.
The line “all female trespassers will be violated” was spotted etched on the back window of a souped-up pickemup truck by hubbymoose and myself as we left a restaurant after having dinner. I was shocked enough by the line to take a picture . . . and to remember it. How sad – yet how normal in this day and age. I may download and post the picture later.
