Hidden Sin

I've studied The Scarlet Letter in my English class and wrote this to give Hester a voice

I knew that I shouldn’t have                                                                                                      

But I didn’t think it through

All I knew was that I loved him                                                   

And he loved me just as much

Now though, I wonder

I look at this child

This sprite in my arms

Then her eyes focus-not on I

But on that scarlet stain

That heavy weight

Which will ever serve as a reminder of my sin.

Each day that I see him

The father of my child

My heart twists in pain

Knowing we can’t be together

Then a shadow from my past

That man whom I though dead

Appears with a finger to his lips,

And a smile on his face

He has a dark look about him

Searching for revenge

Consumed with a hatred,

Waiting to torture my love.

Then I look all around me

At this pious group of people

And realize that everyone

Has a hidden sin.