Jeans

Jeans

1
She has put on black eye
Shadow, blood-red
Lipstick to hide.

2
She fought, for all
She knew, for all
Her strength he drew
Between her legs.

At the end more
Than her knees bled.

3
She must remember to tell
Her mother when she reached home
To iron her uniform
For school tomorrow, how her
Jeans was torn, how
It is cool.

P.S.: Inspired by a lady in her fashionably torn jeans on a bus ride