Medusa
Toxic serpentine bite
Wicked tis vile appetite
Eyes malignant heat
Spew malicious deceit
Warriors cast to stone
Charity ne’ver condone
Coils of slithers amass
Malevolence came to pass
Cold tis heart despised
Sculptures highly prized
Stoic beauty, pillars of salt
Lest ye stare no blame to fault
Accursed to damn or quell
Apathy for virtues expel
Trespass sanctum if dared
Mercy tis utterly spared.
Copyright © Lisa Cooper | Year Posted 2022
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