Prostitution
Prostitution
You don't need an education
You need to sell your body
For money for easy work
This is what the perception says
Keep your body sexy
Keep your body in curvaceous position
You will live earning your money
It's the oldest profession
When luck runs out
You want to live
What else you can do?
Some say it is lazy work
Some say the work of the devil
Preying on the gullible men and women
Of their services honed through the years
Prostitution survives
Through the endless centuries
For behind the bedrooms
The dissatisfaction runs
Is it the work of a devil?
The magnetic sin encapsulates in the mind
For the weakest spot of the humans
Be it men or women...is sex
Sex of heaven or hell
You have the right to choose
The way you think you want to go
For prostitution will never change its spot
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