Voices calling,

whispers rising,

then falling,

face flushed red,

shaking her head,

walking stiffly,

like the living dead,

she was arguing with herself,

and she seemed pleased,

then suddenly,

the argument ceased,

touching people as they walked by,

some smile, others try,

a brawny man wearing a leather jacket

shoved her aside,

she bowed and cried,

then she started laughing,

chatting almost inaudibly,

her brown hair

falling down over her eyes,

she laughs loudly,

then she cries,

but the conflict lies

almost between the morals of God

and the morals of society,

insanity was clearly written

across her face,

but does that mean

she has fallen from grace?