Sympathy

Her voice of innocence

Attracts what is repelled

By the sweetest words of adults

Who know short than to impress

Through their stories unmasked

With tragic stereotypes

In discerning critics’ glass

Were but just pleading eyes

Side by side with whispers

Of an echoing death

Against childhood or name

Revealing her shame

In a world of opposites

The unintentional gains

Sympathy, the prize

Of life beyond fame.