Superstition

by Sandra Martyres

She wears a blackened face
With her head lowered
A clear sign of disgrace
For in her home she has no place

Her swollen red eyes
She does look worldly wise
But remains penniless
And is virtually homeless

Who could she be
Abandoned by her family
She is yesterday's young bride
Remember her groom died

She is the unfortunate victim
Of a very deep superstition
That widows only bring ill luck
A reputation with which she is stuck

No villager will support her
She will be treated like a leper
Her fate was after all pre-decided
On this public opinion is undivided

21-Feb-2010

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