SIMPLE CHRISTIAN CHARITY
It's time to tell your story|
. . Though you lacked a name
A tail devoid of glory
. . Your timing was the shame.
Your parents were in crisis|
. . One man your life could save
Less Christ than Dionysus
. . He made the womb your grave.
Best go to Roman sister|
. . To feel the good Lord's blessing
Not to self-acclaimed mister
. . A wolf in lamb's dressing.
He jabbed you from the Left|
. . This founder of a church
Of moral sense bereft
. . He left you in the lurch.
This future Christian minister|
. . His wife knows how birth matters
How could he be so sinister?
. . To shred all Life to tatters.
When he grants the right to choose|
. . The right to murder daughters
He aligns himself with Jews
. . The only faith that slaughters.
First acid made him freak|
. . Jesus Christ his new fix?
With Mary Jane on sneak
. . They ferried you o'er Styx.
My cry to you unsaid|
. . Amends like this a rarity.
The way he left you dead
. . Was simple Christian charity?