Her lipstick is pink and perfect.
There's a bright twinkle in each of her eyes as they search us out on the bus
Finding us they dance
This woman will never die!

It's a lie

Courage is what keeps her back straight
And hair neat and tidy
While the latest fashion works to do her bidding

Briefly it hides her secret truth

Passed away youth

Stick like legs support a Bi-Afran belly
Underneath her up-to-date black down coat
And it's getting harder not to see

Bravery starts to bend under the weight of her starvation
As she quietly nods a little in agreement
That just maybe
This can't go on