Prostitutes And Villains Poem by Julius Saidu

She goes by immoral struggle;
Prostitute
He goes by unjustified vengeance;
Villain
Prostitute and villain
Common doom, stiff temper

A little hole I called pit of doom
Where men's worth is sold
There men soiled coins to glimpse hell
Like a villain
Selling all worth's with no conscience
To shut justice
All care for the bad end
Prostitute and villain
Common doom, stiff temper

Bring the bitter cup
Sweet bitter pleasures
Devils hunt
Here and there
Roads rail to bad ends
Our society's tragic stories
Hear of the prostitute and villain
Common doom, stiff temper
How can you satisfy the prostitute?
As all matters in her are the coins of your sweat
What tells of the villains?
As all matters is the secret of killing justice
Justice buried in wealth
Pleasures seek in immorality
A cancer that cripples the society
Immoral pleasures and bad eggs
Prostitutes and villains
Common doom, Stiff temper