Sex Discrimination Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

She trusted and she was betrayed
At least according to the maid.
She swore that she was innocent
and unaware of my intent.

The maiden lied as women do.
They enjoy first and then they rue.
Though it takes two to play loves game
it seems that I must bear the blame.

Why should she be seen as guilt free.
When she is just as blameworthy,
but she will live and I will die.
Her father means to hang me high.

Although I am not innocent.
I am entitled to resent
the obvious inequality.
I have to die but she goes free.

10-Jul-08

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