Whore

A few bucks for the night.
Give him whatever he wants.
Do not speak.
Do not complain.
Just work.
It Used to be for pleasure you know.
But now, it ain’t nothin’ like that.

They call us names ya know?
Whores, prostitutes, hookers.
We ain’t insulted, but we don’t fucking appreciate it.

We are women of the night; a lower class of working women if you think about it.
Some of us got bosses just like the rest of you folks.

And we gotta do what the boss asks.
No arguing, No talking back.
Even we got “work etiquette”.

For those who are laughing, shut up.

We aren’t too different.

We get paid on comission- like some of ya.
We have our good nights and bad nights- everyone has those.

Some of us ain’t got a fucking choice. Some of us do though.

Some of us are used to the lifestyle of Abuse. Of Drugs. Of Sex. Of Hell.

Same way some of you females are used to domestic violence from your husbands.
Same way some of you males go to play poker and need a drink every friday night with the boys.

Same way you lawyers and cops “fuck” everyone over, or same way you people can bring war and hell to those poor kids…..

Call us whores. Judge us. We are dirt and filth.

We are infected with disease.

But we do not fund wars, we do not cross the crack over at the border.

We simply recieve.

Yes we blow, we fuck and we get paid.

But what we do with one married man who has 3 kids
is nothing to what you folks do to the rest of the world.

Now Fuck Off and Let Me Work.

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