It had been
Beautiful once
No doubt adorning a well-made
bed in some well-ordered
Home
Now
Its gossamer sheen has succumbed
to the rampant stains of misfortune and
Neglect
And still it has spoken some ugly
Truths
About us
And the film of
Indifference now spread
like a Dome
over a sunny ghetto
Morning
With one side clutched
Desperately lest it fall away and
Reveal the nakedness
Of the stumbling befuddled
Woman
wearing it
