Friday, November 27, 2015

20151127 (shunning)

Warren Jeffs, FCLDS, + his wives















One sure way to tell someone

You don’t give a shit about them

Any more is to walk by them

In the morning and not say or

Do anything which could be

Construed as saying hello or

Hi I see you but I got something

On my mind right now and I

Can’t stop to talk keep going

As if the room were empty

Which I guess for them it is

Now that you don’t even 

Register with them so much

As a speck of mouse poop

Or the noise of the neighbor’s

Radio two doors away

The Amish will all do this

As a body to someone whom

They have declared unacceptable

Violators of tribal proscriptions

Never again to be afforded

A second shot at their idea of

Full humanity the same with

The Fundamentalist Church of

The Latter Day Saints Warren

Jeffs' crowd to let young men

Of the commune know they’re no

Longer needed some old dude

Has decided to marry the girl

Who might have been the love

Of their life that’s what polygamy

Means a few guys with lots of 

Wives what becomes of the

Young men who are left out

Perhaps the scales fall from their

Eyes comprehend finally it’s

A biblically based shuck and jive

Which they should have seen

Coming excommunicated they

Must walk out the gate because

They’ll never get another meal

There I would hope they get a

Chance to gather their clothes

At least maybe not their mothers

Won’t weep before the clan

Maybe in silence in the quiet

Of their corrupted consciences

Wondering what kind of God

Required a mother to give up 

A son forever meanwhile the

Chosen young girl is bedecked

With flowers for the wedding

She mustn’t talk of the young

Man ever again they will put

Up with her crying a bit so long

As she restrains true defiance

Submits ultimately to the will of

The Lord as perceived in the 

Crooked mind of the feared 

Warren Jeffs nothing that high 

Drama occurred in my case what

I had conceived as a mutual bond

Had become in my hands a rope

Still wound around me but

Hardly bearing at its free end

The curl of a knot that may

Have never been tied 








c. J.S.Manista, 2015

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