In the mind of a prostitue (poetry)

Off they start as innocent as can be

Somewhere down the line

they developed curiosity- About sexuality

Unaware of the power called VAGINA

Lost she became even God couldn't find her

She's never been loved

That's what she fears

And prostitution she claims as a career

So the tears flow deeper than the sea

She questions every morning

Why'd you had to choose me?

Even as a child, she recalls

No father to take charge

So she gave up on her all

Cheapened by SEX

it became her addiction

Satisfied with it's pleasure

It became her religion

Make up heavier than a clown's

She paints a smile on her face

Just to hide her frown

Black dresses and mini skirts

When she hits the corner

She seduces Men with her flirt

Her soul became lost

and tossed..... In the trash!

Exposing herself

And exploiting herself

For a bit of cash

Then she hops in a van

with a man

that chooses to play the game

This isn't about love, care. or hate!!!!!!!!!!

Pleasing him she lies and calls him "baby"

he returns the favor

while he cheats on his lady

And when it's over with him--------She starts at square One

where she began

without counting numbers

she hopes yet again, in another man's van

And all this time she prays to be safe

and not be looked at or stared at

she learns: No shame

her mind is loose

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!DRUGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

and being abused

To kill the demons that live within?

but continues an act classified as a sin?

And just one day she became fed up

The same money she received to charge for sex

became her winning number that bought her to her death bed!

In the thoughts of how she died

a list of reasons where listed for every girl that wants to follow that road

And do as she's told

I dedicate this poem to all women that lives or experienced this life style. As a child I've observed this act and was never compelled by it. It was something that before I even created conscious I knew it was wrong. But how wrong is it I ? when I've never lived that life. That all society has ever done for these women where turn their backs on them and judge. I pray for these women and girls because I'm unaware of the challenges they had to face that would make them turn to a dead end. Just remember it could be you, your mother, sisters, cousins,someone dear to you. Please open up and try to understand every humans actions because none are perfect. One that claims he or she is, I consider a liar or a God. What's your choice. GOD will bless their souls and protect them all.
                                                        
                                                                    PEACE