The Better Man Poem by Ima Ryma

The Better Man



Joan of Arc, the teenager, dared
Both Englishmen and Frenchmen to
Admit that they were really scared
Of what just a mere girl might do.
The French king let her fight his fight,
But when the English duke took her
Prisoner, Joan did know her right
Was to be wronged by men for sure.
She was condemned for heresy,
And worse, for like a man she dressed.
Unrepentant, to the stake, she
Went to her future sainthood, blessed.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust,
Joan died by fire, as knew she must.

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