Andromeda

When they chained you to your post,
did you think of duty then,
stripped of your dignity
like spring lambs sheared of their wool
for the first time.
No. You did not. 
You fought with all the weapons of a woman;
you loosed your tongue and cried your tears
but still they betrayed you.
They tied your hands with callous chains
and pressed their shallow guilt againt
your naked breast.
And, when they had left you to the sea,
you turned your defiance on him,
but your anger cooled like a sword
freshly cast
and plunged into the bucket. 
You lowered your gaze and turned
your eyes to duty then;
when it was all you had.

From a few months ago, one that I wrote for a uni assignment. It had to be inspired by a painting of a myth or legend. My tutor's comment was 'Effective but lacking in structure'. So I wrote him some fancy poetry for the next one because he's clearly a terza rima and villanelle sort of guy. I wanted to share this one with you though, maybe you'll appreciate it more, or maybe not.