Only the warmest of summer days are committed to memory

 

Others fade into mystery and are seldom recalled

 

You played the part of an ingénue rather well

 

But this is said to have covered your darker secrets

 

Byron once noted in a memorable jest that

 

The Cant is much stronger than the Cunt now a days

 

An amusement perhaps a mere trifle to be ignored

 

But the hypocrisy of the age harmed many including you

 

 

If you were ever to return from the Coast of the Slaves

 

You would find that much but little has changed

 

The majority do not think and are easily led in their infancy

 

We are as expected advanced but are slowly moving backwards

 

 

Mary Lang (2018)