Accused
A woman in the store said she
Had falsely been accused.
The situation seemed to be
Not easily defused.
She claimed a sales clerk followed her
And looked inside her bag
To see if possibly there was
An item she did snag.
The argument was getting loud;
I couldn’t help but hear.
The back and forth was jarring
In the store’s chic atmosphere.
I paid and left – I’ll never know
The end of that dispute.
It made me wonder how I’d feel
With sales clerks in pursuit.
For profile victims have to boil
With anger to the hilt,
Just knowing others look at them,
Imagining their guilt.
That woman might be innocent
Or possibly, a thief;
But I’ll admit, not being her,
I walked out with relief.
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