Two Women

TWO WOMEN I once knew two women One endowed with beauty supreme One engrossed in kindness and virtues sublime The one was applauded for her flaws The other never dismissed a being for her cause One always sped through crooked ways One prayed to the Lord, night and days The one was blessed with many a suitor The other was cursed for her virtuous manner One thought a child an impediment for her life’s cause One longed for a child in absolute silence with remorse The one pursued her throne, where she sits alone The other took in her arms another’s child and held it close, night and morn Now, both these women were born and lived, Both these women, I have known and loved But one grew horns, the other grew wings