His words sting
echoing through corridors
darkened by hate
Of ones who rent
bodies for pittance
souls treated like freight
Filling the fantasy
of hostile men
using ‘love’ as bait
Words that chide
‘Don’t show the truth
Please just wait
And it will pass’
as whitewashed walls
smother their fate
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Well done, stripping away any pretense of sensuality, your poem paints it's subject in the unflattering glare of naked light bulb on ' whitewashed walls '.