At the Arab Art Fair

 Very Little Women

I feel so sad for women sometimes …

 Settling for the life of butterflies 

For even less …

-"Look at me I am pretty

Have I not beautiful eyes
 have I not willowy legs

And a mouth that pouts smiles and begs?

Look at me!"

I would, but...

It's hard to see poetry
worn as jewelry

Love turned into trade,

Beauty into idolatry...
It hurts to witness 

The atrophy of a mind,
An ear turned deaf 

An eye turned blind...

How  it hurts to deny

That a soul in there dies

And how it hurts to accept 

That this is my kind …

DS