Girl in Rags

by Kimberly Turner

     So you wonder why I always dress in rags?
   Why my hair’s a mop and I carry old handbags?

While wretched is my appearance I have an honest tone
           I’m an old soul and humanity to the bone

     I dress this way for the poor and beaten down
      For those troubled souls I see all across town

And odd is my appearance because there’s so much depth
         I pray for those who died in traumatic death

        I wear it for the thousand who died
       Who believed God was not on their side

 While depressing are my concerns I keep a happy tone
       I’m optimistic and I know I’m not alone

        I have faith that people have faith
          I believe that people do believe
        I believe that people love to love
            But may hesitate