What To Do If a Hooker Loves You
Remain polite she's only a friend
Do not judge you do not know the end
Only come at her request, no surprises keep it best
Keep what you see deep inside
She does what she does only to survive
When she gives what she gives take it in stride
Little things add up as you set them aside
You ask "Does she love me? No, she could not."
Being poor and survival easily forgot
In my world I've seen men step aside
Never in my life could I desert my pride
Somehow words and promises
end up being kept
Missing words become reasons
they secretly wept
A woman is a woman made by God
as a whole
Emotions arn't missing they're just waiting to unfold
On my side I waited for the one to commit
too poor to ask a hooker to reluctantly quit
Then the day came she asked me to leave
Erased from her life I regretfully grieve.
{For Kenya}
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