Catholic Sex Confession

The voice at the box had finally lost

Years of frustration in a drunk night of passion

And declared in confession

To the nearest professional

Guilt control know it all:

"For once all my pride was illusion

A false self exclusion

From pleasures so vast they can hardly be named."

And was told in a cold voice "You should feel ashamed!

"The church knows its business and needs the control

Of the body in order to manage the soul.

Sexual freedom destroys any faith

In a church that says freedom begins at the grave,

So we frown on the physical and ban contraception,

Abortion and women from being the pope.

Its down in the bible that god is a man

And abstention and caution are how we all cope.

"Did you use contraception? You didn't!? That's good!

The pope doesn't use it, no reason you should

Unless she gets A.I.D.S. or a pregnancy, mind

I suggest you get tested and see what they find.

No doubt she'll keep any offspring concealed

From the press and the like, get some funds from the plate.

Now time marches on and I'm late for a meal,

Hail Mary times ten. Don't do it again."

Don't do it again, don't do it again

Don't do it again, don't do it again

Don't do it again, don't do it again

They met face to face in the church the next day

Without knowing who the other one was

"I've had it I'm finished" said one "and I leaving.

There's nothing left here I can truly believe in."

"But why?" asked the man, and she said " Because

I'm a nun and I'm pregnant and I don't want the baby

But you will say no to whatever I choose

You never say yes and you only say maybe

When someone you personally know gets abused.

This body is mine not a baby machine

But in the eyes of the church I am trash,

So I quit your hierarchical sexist regime;

To be me is that too much to ask?!"