Everyone had heard of her;
She was one of those dangerous women
The kind that would rather see you writhe on the floor in pain
Than to utter the words
You would die to hear from her.
Sitting in a cage
She is now a sideshow attraction.
For fun, they poke sticks at her
Just to hear her yell and scream at them.
They send a man close to the cage
Watch her lunge at him
As the crowd laughs and claps.
They charge for this you know.
When they send a woman up
She does nothing
Just stares at her.
Late one night
A stranger walks in
The same nationality as her
He stands back for a while looking at her blue eyes
Wondering where it all went wrong for her
Why life had turned her into this
And why nobody cared along the way.
He inched closer to her
She watched him
As he put his hand up on one of the bars
He knelt down and whispered something to her
She crawled over to him
“s’il vous plaît me réveiller”