The Bitch
She saunters about,
Her nose raised in superiority.
Peacock, proud and arrogant,
Strutting around,
lethal with spite,
Spitting her viscous venom,
Wounds cut deep,
Lashed by her tongue,
Her actions grind others down.
Whip to spur them on,
Beaten brows cry out.
No autonomy,
Trust stolen,
Integrity lost,
Freedom withdrawn.
Her senseless cunning,
Enslaves those around.
Creating doubt where
Previously none.
Heartless, calculated, bitch.