Harlotry, poetry written by Kiraita Stephen at Spillwords.com
Beth Tate



written by: Kiraita Stephen


The growing seedlings set themselves to this abominable pretense
They look fine from far, and far from fine once you’re closer
They’re children of transgression, offspring of falsehood,
Inflaming themselves with gods under every green tree,
Slaying the children in the valleys, under the clefts of the rocks

It’s done for sacrificial necessities, upkeep and outsmarting poverty
The wise call it dirty, saints call it a cursed occupation
Engaged calls it a daily bread
What an ill-mannered society!

It’s a daylight enemy but a true friend of darkness,
It’s not a dark night darling but a peppered sweetness business,
The educated are used to it,
Behind this noble institution; is education a key to success, or
A key to harlotry access
Children of the sun sweat to earn, but not sweet to earn

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