When your tongue is tied tight, twisted and taped up,
Red and raw from trying to escape your teeth?
When those you love listen to lies and defend the indefensible
Who hides his deeds in dark corners?
When the little power you have is impotent
To save so many from pain that was and pain that is coming?
You call Veritas up from her well to stop up his tongue with truths
(because you would gladly take the lashing for all your little lies to see his exposed)
You call on Persephone to send her Kind Daughters to confront his shattered oaths
(because your fury is too much for one, and you know it is shared by so many sisters)
You call on Justice to remind him that even hidden actions have consequences
(because all the suave smiles and helping hands don't negate fear caused and damage done)
You scratch his name and deeds on the lead tablet in your heart,
Make your offerings of truth and salt and flame and blood.
You dig deep and place it directly into Her hands.