God's Cage

I set my eyes on God's cage
Ten thousand girls with their knees in the dirt
What a waste... To see them praying their life away.
To have them sleeping in the icy cold
With the rats
With the spiders
Hiding in what is left of their hair
Eating it all away
"You should have been a bright girl
With you heart open to the sun.
Why are you lying there ?
In the icy cold ?
With the rats ?
And the spiders gliding on your head ?
You could have slept with butterflies instead.