Kept In The Dark

A kept woman

She always was

thanked little

by the men

who always

came and went

the home fires

She kept burning—


her best

never enough

with one tragedy

she was trumped

laid to blame

for circumstances

far from

her control—


her to be

cast aside

bodice broken

laid to waste

her memory

only stands

a diode

in its place

—George MacMillan