St James's Fair, 1824
(To the right of the painting, a young girl is talking to an elder woman. In the detailed description of the painting it tells us that that young girl is being led into prostitution.)
How fitting that old theatres name
For I about to walk with shame
“Road to Ruin,” so it was called
Who knew this life could be so cruel.
Witty, cunning, wicked old women
Luring all of us young girls in
Promises of money, warmth and shelter
And how life really couldn’t get much better!
Houses of ill fame thrown open
All our spirits slowly broken
Labouring with sleepless perseverance
Dragging in men who aren’t even coherent
We guilty females of Lewins Mead
And those from the courts of Silver street
Band together in the night
Trying to hide our entire plight
But I guess that’s just how it is
For those of us who aren’t a Mrs.
Clambering for that extra penny
Just to meet last week’s rent check.
This poem is very much a 'work in progress' because for the most part I had writer's block! Give me your opinions on how to fix this please (other than punctuation).
I thought this was lovely Josie! Can't think of any comment or improvement except... perhaps you could have a structure? I know, I know, you now want to kill me; I hate structures too XD
ReplyDeleteps. I finished watching episode 6 and OMG need to watch last nights soooon!