On Choir Stalls

Choir practice today
There's no excuse to stay away

Alice was still in bed
A piercing pain, in her head
Her condition got worse

A fellow Sister
If you don't go, you'll be coerced

So she made her way up to the choir

Margaret
Sing!

She could hardly climb the stairs

Margaret
Sing like an angel!

Alice
Oh God, she cried
There's blood on the choir stalls
Her pregnancy exposed, blood has drenched her clothes
Oh God, my child
Her blood on the choir stalls
Margaret
Brazen Pharisee, you broke your chastity

A stream of blood like claret
And the child came out dead
The sisters were petrified in fear

Margaret
No!
You won't blemish and defile
These halls no more
I'll get rid of the child
You others, clean that floor!

Margaret
Sin!
Fornication means damnation!
Damnation!

Alice
Oh God, she cried
There's blood on the choir stalls
Her pregnancy exposed, blood has drenched her clothes
Oh God, my child
Her blood on the choir stalls
Margaret
Brazen Pharisee, you broke your chastity

The pain was sharp and searing
Like a hot coal, burning in her stomach
Like being eaten from inside

Margaret
Take her away
To the tower
She brought disgrace on this holy place
Isolated she shall dwell
In her tower cell
No on should ever to speak to her
Again