Lady Misery

It is the thought
Seducing of the souls
The simple pleasure of pardon
Give greatness to grievance
For in the world man may thrive
if they are shown pity
they may repent
If they get a woman
A woman of pleasure
A beauty of Babylon
The sister of the Whore
Accepting Lashes lavishly
In every loving matter
She embraces bondage bravely
Witnessing deep and dark secrets
For in the finest of people
Seep salty truths
Too embarrassing to announce
Impossible to embellish
She accepts the arrogance of men
The empathy of women
She is the mistress of Sin
If she were not tempered to his manners
Surely this seducing world
Would crumble
Humans will self-inflict.