Yvonne Myrtle

Rookie (......... / Cyprus)

Turning Tricks - Poem by Yvonne Myrtle

The deprived and depraved, a systematic degradation
walking side-by-side, hand-in-hand, with no salvation,
flaunting vice against the law, victims of a social sin
no anchor for their soul, just one more john and a gin

Walking the track, turning tricks since ancient history
red-light never dims, no resurrection or lowly sanctuary,
no holy feet to anoint, no cleansing of demons seven
or Magdalene houses, just the brothels far from heaven,

Forcing body above the soul, sacrificing and obedient
Satan's world is the master, nefarious and inexpedient,
enticed, raped to slave, punishment and torture the pay
exiled spirits full of woe, clipped winged Angels are they

Pulpit denunciation forbidden, conflict of soul no more
a silken thread of fate, to weave a new life for a whore

*Dedicated to 'Crystal'
A young prostitute who had the heart of an Angel

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 5, 2011

Poem Edited: Monday, December 5, 2011

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