Stripped of All Pretence

Here So many, Who at their weakest and least able, Have to struggle the hardest. No one said it was fair. I noticed her bandana first, Brightout beautiful, Covering her head, Colours bursting forth On a ward that celebrates such flourishes. And then I saw her face - Stripped of all pretence, Well past the pretend stage, No kidding, No messing. Simply put, No bullshit. It doesn't work here. An honest face, Be it defiant, Accepting Or any of the stops Along the way - And no pretence.