Two women

Two woman sit nearly side by side. One with a microphone to her mouth spilling sweet lyrics from her mouth and wearing clothe still fresh yet she has a grandiose sign showing that she is suffering and a hat by her feet. But the other one sits silently with rags wrapped around her and a face scarred and weathered by time holding out a cup. Yet even so the singing woman desperately tears and claws for attention the cup is full and the hat still lies and waits for a single penny.