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Modern Medusa


a girl is not her own

a beauty, an object, a desire

denied by love, denies love - death

rip her heart, rip her clothes

rip her hair, rip her heart

 

fire begins from within

fierce and grotesque 

magnificence turns malevolent

because of man, Greek God, my love

beauty of within posioned - turned inside out

a girl is not her own

 

turns her violation to violence

turns her tongue to lashes

turns her heart stone cold

cursing, spitting, hissing

wonderment of the wrath of Women 

a girl is her own

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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