Impurity

A woman in clean white-

Clean white being that only color which symbolizes her existence- summarizes it

With the chants read from books and all revere the man at the front

Her existence would be wiped in moments

O the cries that will be heard

Red would taint all the purity

how is this pure!

How be it just

I know the candles fell and flames arose

O what irony that which was meant to protect and call to their God

Now be their downfall

she scream- or maybe he- or maybe the man at the front with a long robe meant to symbolize his status, his own purity

The stained glass shatter

Her flesh pressed against my own skin

I ran and ran with her in my arms, to protect her from what fate beheld her

In the chapel burning into the sky

A smoke signal even to the gods

For tonight they won't taste the salty blood of this young woman

and but only the charred flesh of all their impure followers