Defenestration as family profession

The good citizens of Praha,
Living separately from the power
Of the Viennese throne
And its papal messengers,
Thought it right to wrest
Conscience from the hands
Of those priests and friars
Under which they had struggled
For, lo, so many years
And take a more direct path
To God, through his word and Holy Spirit;

And so, with conscience as their guides,
These laymen took matters and priests
Into their trembling hands
And cursed the messengers
By heave-ho out the window
To the "holy" dung hill below
And, thus, liberated their souls
For a brief time, until the Austrian Emperor
Sent cardinals and envoys and soldiers of fortune
To do the work that God would not.

And now, six hundred years later
Poor Pluto is divested of its status
By a new generation of Czech citizens
Who would take their solar system
Into their own hands
And remove little Pluto
From its place in this part of the universe,
Diminishing its place as planet
To dwarf, a designation less meaningful,
An astronomical defenestration.