This morning the curtains stay drawn,
Shutting out the uncaring carnival of noise.
Everyday life goes on, unseeing.
This morning the cats go unfed,
Time to try mousing after years of idleness.
This morning the fire goes unlit,
Coal stays in the bunker.
No smoke without fire.
Suspicion thus aroused.
When the Policeman broke down the door
They found that her life had gone
Unnoticed, uncared for.
This morning my neighbourly shame
Unimaginable.