SONG OF WOMEN
- Dark Poets Club
- Aug 1, 2020
- 1 min read
“I am Lady Macbeth, trade milk for gall
Lilith and Eve, genesis of downfall
Wicked Witch of the West, stuff of nightmares
The Evil Queen, murderer of the fair
I am Cruella de Vil; psychotic,
Murderous, hater of dogs and laughter
“More women have been lost to marriage than
To war, famine, disease and disaster”
I am Medusa, Martian man-eater
Pandora, a curse on humanity
Mother of Wrath, Gluttony, Greed, Sloth, Pride,
Zeus’ nine muses of Lust and Envy”
When a girl is born, she is told to repeat the above without bias.
She drinks the poison and like lambs to the slaughter,
It binds to her blood and spreads like a virus
Into stolen smiles in the mirror and her own daughter.