She was called the black widow
she could bastardize many
her skin was nearly metallic
and her spawn she did protect

Cold as the arctic winds
jealous and cruel as the midday desert sun
with the art to rip people apart
her evilness was her sweet art

Most that have met her could only surrender
many never came back from the first greeting
the ones that did come back
were never the same again

Some tried to tame her
twanging on her web
yet most that did
were eaten and the others more than dead

Leave her with her *******
that was the command
keep your sweet distance
from her heartless wicked lands


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris