Sex For Sale

A general look at the oldest profession in the world

 

Prostitution or, 'the game',

as history has proved.

It's developed … not the same,

onward it has moved.

Some depth the topic holds,

it touches many nerves.

Let's look within it's folds,

bad reputation it deserves … ?

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Back in it's early days,

it was used to trade.

So in some basic ways,

in it's use it's stayed.

As professions go,

it's said that it's the first.

For some girls as they grow,

cash earned creates a thirst.

It's used sometimes to feed,

a habit or a longing.

An addiction or a need,

to foster a belonging.

Innocent it starts,

for many a young girl.

Good money made by tarts,

she gives the thing a whirl.

Once started, few escape,

a pimp will take control.

With beatings, drugs or rape,

they're stuck in their new role.

Drug habit introduced,

he'll tell her it's a favour.

Too late by her deduced,

she'll feel no one can save her.

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Escape from their homeland,

some girls will take a chance.

A stranger lends a hand,

or pretends romance.

No money to survive,

the girl is on the street.

Although she is alive,

the new life not so sweet.

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In Europe it is legal,

brothels can be sanctioned.

The job may not be regal,

routine health checks actioned.

Young ladies make the choice,

and make a business plan.

Once rich these girls rejoice,

and still they'll find a man.

Some enjoy the act,

so payment is a bonus.

It really is a fact,

on enjoyment is the onus.

Others will take cash,

as punishment to males.

The act for them not rash,

their solution rarely fails.

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A young girl leaves her home,

to start afresh she'll claim.

Be it London, New York, Rome,

she might go on the game.

If careless she will find,

a gallant helping hand.

At first he might seem kind,

too late, she'll understand …

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The underworld's involved,

in taking folk when young.

Their lives are then evolved,

sometimes in lands far flung.

It's sad and though it irks,

this slavery is the oldest.

Ways to gain the perks,

performed by just the coldest.

Strangely when it's groups,

performing these abductions.

The law the lives recoups,

infiltrations and destructions ...

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Frustration makes it right,

say some married men.

Wives saying 'not tonight'

time and time again.

Okay, we have the vows,

but it's not selfish greed.

A few minutes still allows,

a man to ease his need.

Some men turn to rape,

or they commence attacks.

Paid sex allows escape,

and keeps them on the tracks.

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On girls I've concentrated,

it should still be remembered.

Young boys can be baited,

from normal life dismembered.

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I'm not on moral ground,

though arguments I've stated.

My reasoning is sound,

though by some won't be rated.

Insulting yes I know,

to any decent woman.

Onward we must go,

knowing there is groomin'

I know I can't appease,

any with closed mind.

Understand this please,

it's mankind's way you'll find.

Man is the only creature,

who indulges just for fun.

It's a clear specific feature,

and from it we can't run.

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Certainties in life are few,

like tax and war and death.

The sex trade is one too,

like taking one last breath ...

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So let's just face the fact,

paid sex is here to stay.

It's a trade in flesh, an act,

that just won't go away.

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Author's Note

This piece is not intended to infuriate, demean or insult the fairer sex. It's my own objective view of a subject that by some is misunderstood or not duly considered in all of it's manifestations. The graphic is one of my own drawings. Thank you for your indulgence.

Reviews

[anne p. murray- LadeeAn..]

Such truth, spoken in the brutal reality of sex for sale. Always a buyer, always a seller. But to trade one's soul for something that should be beautiful is sad to me.
Your write with such flair and honesty, with rhythm that flows so smoothly in spite of the contents within, of harsh, cold reality