she cant' say why she wont remove <br />the veils from her face, <br />the manacles around her wrists, <br />the ribbons and the lace, <br /> <br />the blindfolds from her blinded eyes, <br />the corset from her hips, <br />the gag that's bound around her mouth, <br />the stain upon her lips, <br /> <br />the ring around her finger, like <br />the brand upon a slave, <br />the limits set for life and dreams <br />from birth unto the grave, <br /> <br />the apron from around her waist, <br />the onus of her curse. <br />she wont because <br />it all might be replaced by <br />something worse. <br /> <br />but she could never tell you this, <br />her bondage is so rare, <br />she's never bothered to resist <br />nor sees it's even there.<br /><br />moon batchelder<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/she-can-t-say-why/
