Castaway

Look upon the castaway
And see her life of sin.
Hear her chantings in the night,
A dark, unholy din.

Gaze upon the castaway
And see she has no hope.
Hear her weak pleas, pitiful,
As she slips, helpless, on the rope.

Look upon the castaway.
See the terror in her eyes.
Feel pity for her forlorn soul...
As she weeps alone..and dies...

Thoughts of disdain and zealotry
Were the epicenters of her plight.
The flames of hate and persecution
Sent her to dark, unending night.