Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,
Sonnet: Prostitution - Poem by Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,
The age-old profession called harlotry
Survives till date, despite many onslaughts;
A legal way for all adultery,
Where men pay sums for the ‘joy’ of the cots!
But what tragic lives, prostitutes do lead?
Society needs them but will not respect;
Immoral traffic continues indeed;
But STD’s have reduced their prospect.
What teething problems beset these women!
In poverty born, die they in same way;
And satisfy the scores of lust-filled men!
By work during the nights sans sleep by day.
Who unfetters the poor afflicted souls?
Their lives get wasted in their sinful roles.
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