Do Not Look Behind You

Do not look behind you She is there Just one look you are cold stone. Yes it is her Pitiful Medusa With her icy glare. But was she not a fair maiden once Who was by the temple of Athena When she was robbed of her humanity? Yes, that is what they say A story off the scrolls of tragedy. And what became of the beast This sick, shameless Spaniel That robbed her of her humanity? Nothing I know but I am sure He did not have to pay a price Higher than silver and gold that Medusa paid. Pity that she had to face such a fate Who knows what would have become of her If this sick fate had written something else in the stars? It is this cursed world we live in You seek justice at each corner And you question whether it truly exists.