When prey becomes predator

Methinks thy testimony doth not merit thy despair
For what thou say'st in ern'st thou doeth in ern'st.
Would a lesser man weep and cry for his atonement
The brazen one claims his conquest and feels nothing.
Nay, thou art too much of a blaggard for remorse
Thy eyes tell a story thy tears will not.
Thy monument betrays you when a fashionable temptress turns her tail.
Remorse behooves the simple man who knows little of what he does or says but thou
Thou art felonious with thine eyes
Vicious with thy tongue
Satan's neice and evil's handmaid
And what's worse, thou hath infected me....