Gershon Wolf Poet Rhyme

American Tragedy - Warning, a Bit Graphic

Tina was a prostitute
          a lady of the night
        By day she whiled the hours away
          staying out of sight

        Though she had repeat business
          she earned no royalties
        for bending over at the waist
          ~ or sinking to her knees

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Bill Baker July 12, 2022 at 6:59 AM I agree, a terrible tragedy that befalls some. May God have mercy on their souls and guide them from their despair. Awareness is a first step to a cure, your poem has helped in that manner, Gershon. Thanks for speaking up. Bill

Caren Krutsinger July 11, 2022 at 10:39 PM I cannot imagine how sad their life is.

Valsa George July 11, 2022 at 9:55 PM Indeed it is sad ! I always feel for them... ! How sad it is to surrender without a trace of love.

Mahtab Bangalee July 11, 2022 at 9:24 PM For the daily livelihood, the life of prostitution faces the terrible beauty of unasked death!

Jeff Kyser July 11, 2022 at 8:33 PM Whiled away the hours Conversing with the flowers? Or taking scalding showers? Remind me once again… With her job, I’d be thinking She would do a lot of drinking Trying to drown out all the pain…