Draped inside the golden skin
She carries a mutilated heart within
With every new soliciting hold
Her old being gets crippled and sold
Confronting those eyes, giving a lewd leer
Creeps through her infected blood
Mingled spirit of fury and fear
The fright of surrender pounds her heart
For someone’s pleasure, stings her every part
Bound in the hands of nasty pimps
In the ocean, unfathomable, all her hopes sink
In the bleak corners of the brothel, die
For escape, unceasing yowl, the never ending cry
Inside the four walls, for help no answer she finds
‘This is your fate’ the echo reminds
No one can empathize her pain
She is just a part of stigma and disdain
Behind the veil, comes out a wail
Who should have the real shame?
For a work, she is been coerced into
Why whole life her ‘name’ has to carry the blame?