Camille

Someone came and took Camille away today
Everybody who watched had so much to say
Looking at the ground she hid her face
Still refusing to scream out her hate

She was everybody’s private property
You could read their minds “she belongs to me”
They would speak of her so jealously
It was oh so clear to see

And they all would boast, “oh yes, I know her well”
And her every thought they all could tell
But all they did the day she fell
Was shout the louder still