She is a mother,
She has loves,
She has dreams,
She is creative,
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yo good stuff. i know cause i see this all the time. sad but true
the ulgy truth of the matter is that the same people who look down on her the most are her biggest customers, it is an evil, corupt, and hypocritical world we live in.. This is an amazing poem with deep emotion
Your poem certainly touches on the deep dark truth of the life of a prostitute. (And I like the repetition, gives extra emphasis)
Repeat is good...remember a street walker a gift from our creator...she is a woman...who can give life...her life was turn away by some misfortune... Maybe that is a eye opener...not an eye sore...we who are more fortunate...must see the good in all that we meet...you have stated that..I hear you.
There are complains of repeat of lines in this poem, But I Believe, It is for the demand of the poem, to make out the point easier to all that the poem states......Thanks all well wishers and friends for their comments.
well said, well written; WE are the prostitutes; she offers what we want, and we pay. I pray for her, though! As for us......
A humankind question. A touching poem very well penned.10.
You're right Kafil, it's not the fault of poor women, often it's we men who drag them in this degrading buisness, I like your approach, I don't believe in voting but you get a ten from me, keep it up!
A true narration about the oldest prostitution. Deserves 10.......
What year was it published