a woman's grief

They've got out there
A God; that has forgotten women
In the mirror you can stare
And stare as if she was woven 
From cloth - but naught 
This woman, the woman in grief 
Is flesh and red blood brought 
By God until the man thief 
Took her soul - and now 
This grief of a woman 
Lay in the shadows low 
Thin and dying in 
Tears of a despairing heart -  
Ask of tears ~ 
   - a woman's grief 
         A woman's grief