Dear Lady (1995)

Dear Lady of countless years
walking down these market streets
carrying fresh vegetables
and a load of laundry balanced
high atop your head;
Lady of a thousand wrinkles
distorting your aged face,
Lady of wreaking breath
of timeless death,
somnambulist Lady
weary, slow-moving
Lady of aching feet
overweight, stench ridden
old and quickly rotting,
unworthy of the winds,
Lady of misery
Lady of time
Lady of life
Lady of pain and ever-flowing tears
almost bald, unattractive Lady
virgin-like spinster
Lady of warts,
Lady without a song,
unwanted, rejected
forgotten, lonely
worthless!

Dear Lady,
you keep walking down those
market streets carrying
your fresh vegetables
and heavy load above your head
because despite your inadequacies,
you are a Lady nonetheless.

©Wilson Santos 1995

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About Wilson Santos

Wilson Santos is a writer, filmmaker, music producer, DJ, spoken word artist, graphic designer, entrepreneur and college professor. And he makes a hell of a Mojito too.

Posted on July 3, 2012, in Poetry. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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