I'm Not The Same Old Me (A Prostitute) Poem by Preston Mwiinga

I'm Not The Same Old Me (A Prostitute)

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I was a super diva amongst divas. Not just an ordinary diva but a diva of destruction
I was a snake in the grass, an enemy of progress.
I was the main reason why many marriages were shaking.
In the business I was also a transporter. Not of goods but that of spreading the STI`s from one man to another. And them, they would ignorantly move it to their loved ones.
Money was the main reason I was in the business. And when I meant business, it was real business
And there was no time to joke around

I was a prostitute in the business, this is why I say I was a super diva not just a diva but t Now I am changed.

I was really an expert in this game, I was a professional.
For your own information, had they been offering qualification, I was going to be having my masters' degree in prostitution.
I was not only a prostitute, but also a thief. I made sure that I really made men foolish in my alms.
I was behind the breaking apart of decent families, because I was the master minder of confusion.
Christ found me and gave me a second chance.
I am no longer a sex worker but now a gospel worker.
Please accept me in society

Tuesday, September 13, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 13 September 2016

We all need changes! To fall on the better side; with righteous morals. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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