Unjust Deserts

You think her age means she got something right?
I’ve known her for a quarter century,
and I say no. And she who sleeps all night
at 68? Her conscience isn’t clear;
there’s much a friend can mention to indict
a character who knuckles under fear.
The evidence is obvious and bright
of line though shaded in life’s mystery –
desert’s delivered with disparity.

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