When the Queen falls

Oh! Maria Guetta

To err is human, to forgive is God.

Oh! Maria Guetta
When night dimmed the light
You crept from bed, out of sight.
A child of three, a girl of glee
You sucked the pickled berry
From the forbidden jar.

Oh! Maria Guetta
A child of seven you were
And soft bellies you pricked
Of little beetles and black ants
With safety pins and rose thorns
To see them ooze pallid blood

Oh! Maria Guetta
At twelve, you were bright
Yet at school you cheated once
Though the untold truth was one
The fabricated lies that you said
Were three thousand folds more

Oh! Maria Guetta
Seventeen made you crave style.
So you stole money from wallets
Of hard working, honest men
With the stealth of sky at dusk.
For that hat you fantasised

Oh! Maria Guetta
Twenty one heightened your charms
That two men warmed your bed
One, a father of starving seven
Another, a youth who faked beards
The devil rang his first bell!

Oh! Maria Guetta
To church you went every Sunday.
And under your diaphanous eyelids
You wept, out of guilt and regret
God-He forgave you each time
Even at thirty you didn't reform.

Oh! Maria Guetta
A married woman of thirty five-
You were, don't you remember?
Drank six glasses of champagne
And another three later, one night.
Ah! Your child cried for milk all night

Oh! Maria Guetta
Born physically retarded, your child.
You cursed those burdens she gave
At forty three, you felt exhausted
And drowned her in the deep dark well
How did your tears drop at her funeral?

Oh! Maria Guetta
Netted screens that separated-
Your sinned lips from priests ear
Never filtered your grave sins.
You lied even when you confessed
Why, my dear? God already knows.

Oh! Maria Guetta
What you thought as church bells
Were in fact the devil's knells
It had rung a thousand times
And at sixty, on your death bed
They rumbled louder and deeper

Oh! Maria Guetta
Sinned you have like other beings
But death has shown you mercy.
And the devil calls you home to hell
By ringing his bells on your grave
Ding ding! Dong dong! Ding dong!