Lioness

From small town to Brooklyn,
From there, the world!
Your climb to the jet set
has unfurled
a massive blood-stained drape, Donna,
to wipe your face as tears begin.

You've ceased to smile,
you only grin.
Teeth clean, despite the bile you've hurled.

We paean women when we extol
her title and her salary
whilst erstwhile lovers
and hounds of gold
fill social media galleries.

The sons of Europe have few wives,
and have no means to find redress,
for so many fling their maidenhoods
'twixt the jaws of a lioness.

-Earl Shetland

Earl tweeted as Earl_Shetlands before being exiled by the Blue Cheka.