Barbara Randall Clark

(Orangeburg, South Carolina, USA)

Clear Image - Poem by Barbara Randall Clark

I look at her reflection
and I weep
A newly defined slave
What does it profit her
To be patient?
She is ignored
Unacknowledged
Untouched
Unloved
She sleeps by a stranger
Angered by her acceptance of his indifference
Rationalizing is not enough
What a pity
To die
Having never lived!


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003



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