A Walk In Her Shoes Poem by Alyssa Marquardt

Hike up the skirt.
Pull down the shirt.
Getting ready
for another day of work.

Up at the crack of dawn.
Hit the road before the sun.
Black silence,
And screaming winds.
Aching at her hip.
Another kicking pain,
From the one inside.
If only she had the strength.
All her tears would be cried.
Left the hotel before they kicked her out.
Now she's out and about
Searching for the next stranger,
To pay for her next meal.
Cars zoom by without a care,
Calling her names and sending her glares.
Been two years since she's seen a smile.
If only they knew what her shoes have walked,
In the last couple miles.