The Prostitute
The Prostitute
As everyone has day and night.
But we only have night,
the night of darkness in our entire life. We are discriminated by the society.
As we hold the responsibility to give satisfaction to all lustful men.
Before entering this thorn of darkness.
Our life was as beautiful as the spring season. The clean weather, blue sky, garden full of flowers, butterflies and bees hovering around them. And we were resting under the shadow of the tree with a cool breeze.
But fate has given us the unfortunate life that we can’t even tell. “ The right of Ours”.
Our service is within a room of four walls in a bed. Where our screams and pain become their satisfaction.
For them we are just like “ Toys” to their hand. Throw them after Using.
For them we have no purpose, no aim, no value. We get purchased just within only for a little money.
Even if we stand up for Ourselves, then society will be against Us. They become our formal enemy of education.
They have that rusty and ancient thought that prostitutes and their children can’t get education. Even education doesn’t judge.
But it gives us the knowledge about right or wrong.
Even if we do our service well, then we don’t get that much respect and money. We are also the Citizens of India that help in reducing rape cases.
We want “Freedom of Speech”.
We want “Respect”.
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