Tuesday, 18 January 2011

Inside Out

She tells us she's scared, as she hasn't been out the flat in years.

Her carer does the shopping, but hardly seems to care. 

Her cleaner launders a few clothes, yet does very little cleaning. 

Her doctor attends by phone call, and just extends her prescriptions.

Her pharmacy delivers the medication, leaving it on the doorstep.

Her family, and her hope, have long since gone.

And as we leave with her on a chair, 

Out into the big wide world for the first time in a decade,

We notice the "Welcome" mat by the front door. 

Facing from the inside,

Out.

1 comment:

hilinda said...

Wow. Just... wow.