Speak Up

Sweater and knee socks in May As around her All present sweltered damp browed assuring She felt just fine In things unseasonably sheltered A boundary crossed The sweater removed Insult to injury by force Seeing the reason And humiliation Immediately showing remorse Gently escorted away from The eyes that looked on ,and on,it seemed After the big unveiling the rest A nightmarish dream The role of being A spokesman unwittingly given that day No looking not Or deciding to look the other way We all have an obligation to the fragile Or dispossessed Trying to hide their battle scars Each day as their getting dressed Be the one who says "Come with Me" As you guide them out of this mess Love in action Love indeed Not shallow words professed