Dilapidation Poem, by Raskolnikov , at My poetic side

Mothers, are you still breathing?

Fathers, are you still grieving?

Aunts and uncles, have you treated her fairly?

Sons, are you still the manly men you said you'd be?

Daughters, how many grudges against her have you carried?

Brothers, have you protected her from harm?

Sisters, have you let her know she's your good luck charm?

Friends, have you let her in?

Lovers, have you helped her pain end?

Poets, authors, musicians, have you described her as full of sin?

But most of all has anyone lifted her chin?

Dilapidation