how was i to know something was missing
they said it was hissing, insisting
they dug a hole, into history
not a mystery at all, no
the time had come that the tribal
accused her of libel, dirty fables
took an ax to the goddess
for being immodest, the men said so
here come the temple priests
pointing to stars painted on their sheets
here come the myth makers, the earth quakers
they tried to bury the mother, for another
she lay beneath, and we shuddered
a circle is complete
how was i to go find her, in darkness
bones in the cellar, in the black dress
she only moves freely in a game of chess
she might step off of the board
the words of the prophets, dare not mock it
they took her love and hawked it
torn in half and put in a locket
in the grip of the dead lord
here come the temple priests
pointing to stars painted on their sheets
here come the myth makers, the earth quakers
they tried to bury the mother, for another
she lay beneath, and we shuddered
a circle is complete
the centuries are passing, what is lasting
the goddess beneath, she is fasting
men leap from the pages, they are gasping
in the poisoned air
something we lost is stirring, reoccurring
she opens her eyes, so enduring
in spring she awakens, gestating everything
she was always there
goodbye to the temple priests
goodbye to their stamping feet
handcuffed prisoners of a lie
did you think that god was just on high?
when you pray to change your fate
are you burning your heart upon the stake?
grab a shovel and grab a rake
release the goddess, for heaven's sake
the circle is complete
how was i to go find her, in darkness
bones in the cellar, in the black dress
she only moves freely in a game of chess
she might step off of the board
something we lost is stirring, reoccurring
she opens her eyes, so enduring
in spring she awakens, gestating everything
she was always there
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words and image by the self known as mjs
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