An Easy-To-Get Kill Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay

You are interested in my face
You are keen for my surface
Your eyes lecherously tour
Seeking beneath my contour!
To you it means all
Where they rise and they fall
It sounds though a little mean
You're after my skin!
It really is a pity
You view me a commodity
Best found when undressed
Easy debauched, easy defaced!
I'm no one's person, none's pal
Just food for hungry animal
My mind doesn't matter nor my will
I am only there as an easy-to-get kill!