In what appeared to be
Her last hour
Simple abdication:
"Let he who is without sin cast the first stone"
From the one man
Whom they all followed
What secret resentments must have ensued
The indignation that had to simmer
Because the favored one favored her
But never enough
To put an end to questions burning
Through time's corridors
Did he think simply by revealing himself first
In her eyes
It would be enough?