Aphrodite was beautiful

She felt he had trapped her

So it was no fault of hers when she left him alone

 

Hephaestus was ugly

Burned from the work

So it was no fault of hers that he couldn’t satisfy her

 

Adonis, a model

In appearance, her equal

So it was no fault of hers that she fell for his allure

 

Ares dripped confidence

Won a brawl in the bar

So it was no fault of hers when she invited him over

Not her fault at all, forgetting her spouse

He always worked, and he wasn’t around

 

Hephaestus was tired

Home late from his work

But it was no fault of hers that she didn’t hear him

No slam of a car door to act as a warning

He found her with Ares, curled up to his side

 

Aphrodite was beautiful

Hephaestus couldn’t blame her

It was no fault of hers that she chose another.