Medusa the Victim

The beautiful, so fair and kind and pure,

Now all but stripped away because of he

Who could not cease the lust for mortal flesh.

‘‘Tis she who suffers from that day and not 

The man who did the deed. Now all that stare

At she who asked and wanted it to be

But those who look will never see the girl

Who wanted not to lay with man that day.

So cursed and shamed is she who lives and breathes 

But cannot live or breathe no more because 

Of men who take the sword to kill the beast 

Who is the girl turned dark and cold and foul.

The men who use, abuse the beast, shall take

The head of she and use again then throw 

Away to rot in damned eternity.

 

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