Poor Mary

By skinner_jennifer

Wed, 31 Oct 2012
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It was in the time when passion and
crime went hand in hand together...
girls would trudge the cobbled streets,
just trying to make their ends meet...
selling their bodies for food to eat.

A lady though not pure-bred
needed to rest her weary head,
even though purgatory was rife...
from pimps who caused much strife,
then took her money and her sad life,

a knife was sliced across her throat,
blood spilt the locals stand and gloat,
she left this world without a penny...
the murderer could be one of many.

'It ain't a wonder she be dead.'
that's what the locals surely said,
as Mary lay on the bed alone...
without a place to call her own.

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Comments

Submitted by celticman on
yeh, I can imagine the gloating that went on. And as you say the poorest of the poor.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on
Thanks for reading this sad tale celticman and for leaving a comment. Jenny.

 

Submitted by luigi_pagano on
Poor Mary indeed. It wasn't safe for any girl, and especially prostitutes, when the Ripper was around. Nicely done, Jenny. Luigi x

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on
The case of poor Mary was indeed sad. I'm very grateful to you for reading luigi. Thankyou for leaving a comment. Jenny.x

 

Submitted by Highhat on
I think you wrote a great poem here Jenny with beautiful rhyme- well done. Yes a very sad story.. poor woman! ;)Pia

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Beautiful poem, Jenny. Tina

 

Submitted by Denzella on
Clever poem, Jenny. Moya
 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on
Hi there Pia, I have to say, that I was so moved by her life and story, I lit a candle for her last night. Thankyou for reading and really appreciate you leaving a message. Hoping you are okay. Jenny.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on
Hi Tina, thankyou for the kind words and thankyou for letting me know. Jenny.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on
Hi Moya, many thanks for reading and leaving a comment. Jenny.

 

Submitted by rayjones on

Such a horrible end to such a sad life,poignant, concise and quite moving, Ray

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi ray,

this was even more horrible because of the fact they never did catch the ripper. So sad that with all the speculation about who did it, the ripper was able to slip away and it was never really proven who did it.

Many thanks for reading this poem and for your thoughts.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by jeand on

Hi Jenny

So sad but probably very much the story of many lives over the years.

Jean Day

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Jean,

you're right, so many lives taken at the hands of rapists and murderers, but thank goodness forensics are more up to date these days. Victorian life for the poor and destitute was so sad, and poor Mary never stood a chance.

Thank you for reading Jean. It really does make me realize just how lucky and thankful I am to be living in the here and now.

Jenny.