
Hail Hosanna Mother Mary
the earth iconised with your
fullness and glory
Disguised with cold clear marble stone
Coloured in votive appreciation
hiding the scars and crucified minds
Lady lady mother Mary quite contrary
our garden does not grow
our pantheist stabbed in the heart
The well is full with dryness sucking and
anthropomorphising what’s not but thinking it is
Nature nature mother nature your us
not thee mother Mary
you are a
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