Injustice Of Their Greed

Injustice Of Their Greed
© Surazeus
2024 03 18

Along the apple-sweetened Anio shore 
Chloris runs on frail legs like wounded deer 
to escape gang of boys who call her whore 
as she finds motivation through stark fear 
to hide in small cave where the fox once dwelled, 
then weeps to know the truth that death has smelled. 

Heart bitter at injustice of their greed 
that crushes her beneath their mocking boots, 
Chloris scratches foul soil to find the seed 
that conjures magic of apple tree roots 
which consume corpses of boys she will kill 
when they lose control of their souls they spill. 

Sharp blade of metal she digs from wet dirt 
gleams in moonlight with thirst for evil blood, 
so Chloris glides with stealth despite her hurt, 
faced smeared with demonic power of mud, 
and finds each boy who dishonored her heart 
to exact revenge of his fatal chart. 

As ghost of sorrow, wandering misty groves, 
abused and discarded by gang of thieves, 
Chloris becomes mute absence as she roves 
stale valleys of tangled weeds where she grieves 
loss of innocence she treasured with faith 
in honest love that haunts her as cruel wraith. 

Concealed by oak leaves fluttering in the breeze, 
as she lingers in shadows of despair, 
Chloris sees her mother weep on her knees 
before funeral pyre that distorts hot air 
with flames consuming body of her soul, 
while Sextus scatters roses from brass bowl. 

Confused that they are weeping for her death, 
over corpse of some strange girl on the bier, 
Chloris hesitates and inhales deep breath 
to cherish love symbolized by each tear 
that people weep at memory of her name, 
remembering how she played the singing game. 

Deciding it is better they believe 
that she is dead, and nothing more than ghost 
whose absence they will too soon cease to grieve, 
Chloris retreats from alerting the host 
that she is still alive, then turns away 
to find her own new solitary way. 

Along the apple-sweetened Anio shore 
Chloris skips with wild joy that she is free 
to never suffer pursuit anymore, 
then kisses skull of Pluto by the sea 
where she lounges all day, eating fried fish, 
and reading weird tales that fulfill her wish.