Cleansing The Hosts

Led to the family by the Lord

I had no choice but to overtake

The Mother's role

But that little one was always testing me

Allowing others to question my authority

She was guiding them towards a life of sin

I decided she could burn if she wanted to

But I wasn't going to let her take the others with her

I have removed the presence of evil twice before

My own blood impure

Was simply unacceptable a soft pillow sufficed

To smother little ones before the demons

Had their chance to escape

But this one was different

I have never seen the devil

Put up such a fight

We had tried to vanquish it

Once before

But sadly the host-body gave out

And set the parasite

Back on its course

It kept quiet for a few weeks after that

And she seemed calmer and more obedient

But as with all sicknesses

Subtle hints of the disease

Snuck up and reappeared

Before long she was back to her old ways

So we reinstated the hot iron and rod

But our late nights educating and reformatting

Were once again interrupted

But from this there was no return

Comatose in her bed

Before the presence finally left

A child died as two more grew within me

Her Father and I were arrested on the church steps

As we emerge with our fellow mourners

We have been paraded through the media ever since

But our silent ploy has been kept forever a secret

Since it left this world with us when we ascended