Her legs were so heavy
Was it the shoes
Or was the floor magnetic
She found it so hard to be a living thing
Movement was far from her
She stood up
Those eyes took her clothes off
They viewed her in disgust
And compared her to dogs
They watched mockingly
She took to her heels
And fled for pride
She ran far ahead
Almost ahead of time
She ran and ran out of breath
She took her fate in her arms
And went in search of comfort
She found none
But leapt from frying pan to fire
She searched for luck
And surfed heaven and earth
She didn't indicate the luck she cared for
She got bad luck the one she worked for
Can you make a leper clean with just soap and water
She was known with it
It protruded wherever she went
A bastard child
The one without a father
Is such a bad stench
It smells everywhere