Her body bends

Her grief so palpable, it seems to speak
Her  vocal chords once  soft are stiff and pained
Her face  so hurt, her body taut yet  weak
Her grief so palpable, ah, please, please  speak
Ill-tempered men have   pleasured in her shrieks
Yet  when such   grief ‘s  been   tempered and refined
The  vocal cords might be   enjoyed again
Her grief so palpable , why  don’t we speak?
Her body  bends, we should have taken pains