Get dressed or we’ll take you like that

hostile she was, eager to shame,

a nightgown she wore,

they wrote down her name.

In handcuffs she’s placed,

as her son arrives

she can’t feel a thing

so inside she dies.

In her mind she does

she managed to dress,

afraid of them all,

they made her feel small.

She made a mistake

now bullied by them,

could she bounce back?

She’ll never know when.