Medusa, I can't look into your eyes because the moment I look at them, I witness your great grief. I see your separation from your sons and cruelty to your body. Medusa, your eyes don't petrify me because I only see your disappearance.
How cruel they are!
They touch it, they tear it apart.
They destroy, and they call themselves God.
My ears are shedding blood from hearing lies.
Can not you see? Holy blood pollutes my skin.
I saw your arrogance, the moment I saw it I wanted to be blind.
But I could not be blinded.
I continued with my heartbroken.
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