No!
She wasn’t beaten up by a coward of a brother,
Still her face had a hole in it.
She wasn’t an abused wife and mother,
Still her face had a hole in it.
Disheveled hair covered her empty stare,
Lifelike yet lifeless she stood there.
No!
She wasn’t a daughter slaughtered by a bastard of a father,
Her face had a large hole in it.
A modern day Pygmalion would have wept her disfigured visage,
But a warm embrace would have been quite the scandalous vestige,
A man loving a mannequin!
There she stands,
Behind a crystal sheet, naked, forlorn and made out of plastic;
With a hole in her face.
Unattended and abused like many a real women in this world …
P.S: I felt the photograph that I Photoshoped from the original looked silly so I decided to use the original.
Photograph by Mike V. Derderian – Taken with a Sonny Ericsson W880i
