Medusa I’m sorry,

For the pain he caused you,

When he broke your heart.

 

Your beauty was known and awe-inspiring,

But it came at a price,

You were too tired to bear.

 

But when Athena,

Gave you her gift,

Not only did you mourn,

You hated.

 

You hated all man,

Because you thought they were all,

The same,

And you hated all women,

For being happy with beauty,

You once had,

And for them,

Not seeing the price,

Beauty asked of you.