Three tears fell from my cheek

I made the sign of a cross on my chest

With a thorn

Picked from a rose bush

Growing in the garden

Of a non believer.

I prayed over water

To make it holy

Then I drank it

And told them

When it came out of me

They could use it

To bless themselves.

Blasphemy is my name

Catch me ~

If you must.


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