In historical mythology,

She had the power to turn men to stone

With a simple meeting of the eyes.

Legend painted her to be evil,

And lived her tragic tale alone

 

But have you put into consideration

The thought of this beast in the present?

Perhaps she indeed was not the villian

But instead the victim

 

In modern mythology,

Medusa’s tale is rewritten

 

She continues to turn men into stone

But like an animal,

She only pricks when felt to be in danger

 

The feeling of an unwanted stare

Is truly enough motive

To want an individual in stone for eternity

For when the men are turned into rock,

They aren’t victims, but predators

 

Why should he walk away freely

When she walks away trapped

 

Perhaps Medusa, in the end

Was not the snake 

 

Twas the victim

Who was