The Good In Her

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The Good in Her

 

Yesterday she came

To this world so great

From a mother’s womb

Destined by fickle fate

Referred to as

One of life’s wonder

Foretold that she

Would triumph yonder.

 

With hair so fine

Locks of a lustrous black

The skin of a silver goddess

Embraced in a frosty act

Her refined visage

Touched by May’s early sun

Would be sought after

Unmistakably by everyone.

 

As the years proceeded

She took her evident rule

As crème de la crème 

Of men who bowed like mules

Chatelaine of the town

Kept humble by her mother

But as the parent departed

Her modesty started to shatter.

 

Worshipped by males

Ever so longed

Then she gave herself to men

Unaware of being wronged

Frequently she was visited

Sometimes she even went

To manors of wealthy fellows

As their petty entertainment.

 

Again and again

She was violated

Ridden of dignity

Ethically humiliated

Times have passed by

And she too had been passed

Through hands of different men

In who knew how fast.

 

Then one lone night

After moments of pleasure

Beside a sleeping young man

She began to murmur:

“I have sinned

I’ve been wicked

I have given men

What they wanted

 

Even I have reveled in

This physical ecstasy

But until now I couldn’t bear

Any more of this debauchery

Oh, Father! I do

Ask for your forgiveness

That I may surpass

This crushing weakness

 

I shall renew my faith

And I put it unto you

I will revive the child

That my dear mother has given birth to.”

Then she burst into

Tears of regret

Upon leaving the house

Where she had last covet.

 

She ran through the cobbled streets

Guided by the evening’s moonlight

Towards the end of town

There she laid her sights

Finally she came up to

A crumbling house of stone

Heading out to its gardens

A cluster of fireflies shone.

 

She tripped over a rock and fell

Into a pool of water

The deep pond where as a child

She played nearby with laughter

The water paralyzed her

Enclosing over like a sheath

Struggling against the dark grips

She had her last breath.

 

At that very moment

She thought only of her mother

Who knew that it was just death

That could bring out the good in her.

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