An inside look into the mind of a lady who feels she has no choice in her profession. As humans, we look on the outside, but if we only took the time to learn a person’s heart opportunities to reach out to those lost and hurting would be endless. Think before judging – it’s not our job.
Sky high heels
Pinch-tipped toes
Aching arch
Bunions grow -
But beauty comes
Before comfort
so
The fashionable pain
Must be endured.
Miniskirts worn in wintertime
Send goose bumps
Shivering up her spine
But this man-fish lure
Is worth far more
Than dying frozen
At Jack Frost’s door.
A too tight top
On too bountiful bust
Catcalls for flamboyant lust
Yet morality must be ignored
If she is to make
Death’s pecuniary score.
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