The Scarlet Letter

Scar across her heart, burning under the
Condemnation pinned upon her breast...
A precious child is held within, away from
Ravenous eyes that will never understand...the
Letter is her name, spelling out the content of her soul--
Enraged saints point and hiss behind polished hands
"That woman."

Least of all repulsive filth,
Endless scorn reflected in her
Tethered eyes...but still she stands, a
Tower of strength,
Ever dreaming of the
Rapture of peace.