I am posting this so that the lurkers and the ones saying "oh they don't do that" can see. I was treated this way all through my time with the witnesses this is what they do and have done. This poem was written in 1983 and it hasn't changed at all in the organization.
I can't have you.
You are shielded from me, by words twisted.
They speak of uneven yoking,
I believe, thus I am a believer.
They say witness,
I witness, am I not then Jehovah's.
They say dedicate,
I dedicate,thus in my heart an baptized.
But yet I appear, as an alien in their midst.
They should upbuild and strengthen,
yet with words they tear down,what I strive to build.
And if they succeed.
I lose more than even you,