Nadia

Who forgets generous acts, or stands by an unlit lamp, drawing fire, reading facts, those who bear the cost, left waiting on the strand, measured with the lost, does your family's big attack, make you suffer, light candles, raise a statue, a child at last, give money on the trot, or childless again and cramped, draw salt at your loss, decant you with sacks, sink in a Catholic swamp, drink, bless and let you smack, at walls or CD racks, spit saliva on their hands, you'll surely have another crack, summon you to dance ?