Innocent

men are taught to apologize for their weakness, women for their strengths.

There,
she stands before you naked.
You know her skin is white.
Above her there shines a light,
that makes her look so red
and thats why you hate her.

You can see her eyes are crystal
hence you see through them,
the black wall behind her,
and some foggy landscape beyond.
You know her flesh is pure,
and thats why you hate her.

You can see her feet are blood soaked.
She killed the her in them,
and still she stands unbent.
You know that she's the hero,
and thats why you hate her.

There
she is bared again.
The crystals have begun to melt.
She looks around for her again,
and you know that you have found her,
you have more reasons to love her
and thats why you hate her.