Sex Workers
Late at night,
when the world is quiet,
they can plan to work,
to get what to eat.
What's funny,
they sweat the whole day,
but all what they get,
they spend them at once,
and then they starve.
Funny as they are,
my mum at home,
she nicknamed them,
a funny sweet name,
" I eat all i get'.
Copyright © Sekitto Kisakye | Year Posted 2007
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