“If you are a woman who votes in lock-step with today’s ultra-conservative Republican party, you are a woman who votes against her own best interests.”
–Julie Stahl
She stepped out of the voting booth
Her check mark next to the name
Recommended by her church
By her priest
By her husband
By Fox “news”
Crying out for less government control
Less government interference
Less government in your face
Less government period
Taking a short-cut
Not wanting to be late for tea
Middle of the day
Across the street from the grade school
Where little children find their voice
For the future
He grabbed her from behind
A vicious penetration
Of odium and disease
Tattooed upon her soul forever
Body and spirit held captive
By a knife against the throat
Silent whispers turned to pleas
Drowned out by her fear
The desperate need to survive
His lurid voice whispering
“I own you”
Nine months later
Her pious husband traveled
Joyous in his new surroundings
Claiming God’s need for him
To move on
Move in
With another woman favored by Jesus
And The Father
She beared the burden
With a midwife at her side
It arrived…
Not wanted but not shunned
The holy fetus turned to flesh
Nine years later
Missing dogs and cats
Distraught neighbors and friends
Nine years after that
She slept in fear
Knowing of the seed
Allowed to roam the Earth
God silent within her dreams
The knife that slit her throat
Only the first of many
Protected by the law
Propagated unto humankind
The mission will not be aborted
The monster will have his day
Again and again and again
While God remained silent
And the party and the church rejoiced
In the over-turning
Of Roe vs. Wade
