House of W****s

Welcome to the House of W****s

walk up close, open the doors.

we are the ones who live here

selling that which we hold dear

for a taste of affection,

perhaps for retribution;

a punishment to ourselves,

only time promises to tell.

Shunned by those you deem decent,

but no harm by us is meant.

We want only to feel loved,

for this only, long we roved,

starved only for a soft touch,

something that's not gotten much.

Longing to hear gentle word

and our sickness to be cured.

If you think this you can do,

make our tired hearts beat anew,

walk up close, open the doors...

Welcome to the House of W****s.

Reviews

[George Love]

It works well, and could be taken many ways. I took it politically, but we are in an election year!

[Ralphy]

Wow, I like the way you write...I wonder what inspired this theme. You have a great talent

[Kitten]

beautiful and almost sad
very good flow and an unobtrusive rhyme scheme
great work!