Like Sister Charlotte - Poem by Jeremy Rodgers
She was starving,
she was dying
stuck inside a nunnery
they wouldn't allow her
to get a doctor
they say salvation is suffering.
I came to visit
and when I found her
I knew I couldn't leave her be
she was my sister, like Sister Charlotte
and Mother Superior couldn't stop me.
I took her out, I got her to safety
I told her Jesus loves us everyday
and wouldn't wish on her such torment
I taught her how to get saved
and she stopped being a nun.
She married a nice guy and moved away
no one ever told me the exact place
but there wasn't such a place.
The guy turned out to be a Jesuit
my sister never came back again
I know she's either dead
or locked up in a nunnery.
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