The Starling Girl
Religion is a prison for everyone.
It keeps you bound up inside,
repressed,
shame-filled.
It keeps others out,
those not like us.
We sit in judgment,
blind to our own sin.
Whatever it is
that we want
feels like
God’s will.
Everything
we disagree with
is of the devil.
The bars of our cells
are made of
sturdy Old Testament scripture.
Religion is a prison,
no matter what side
of the bars you’re on.