She Cries

Randomly she selects table heads. They all come specifically to dine. Not caring how the foods are made Neither whence they come from. These things she does to have fulfillment. O but they care not. Their dirty plates roam the table. To reprimand she's afraid. The hanging light says prayers For her sinking spirit to rise Above the weakness to fight off hypocrites Keeping the dogs from barking. The dear motherland cries. Her children have her disregarded. Lo her dogs are there with visions That must be brought forth. How long can a dog be kept quiet?