A Crime In The Dark Of Night

Under the cover of the drowsy night,

I see a very painful sight,

On the outskirts of the city,

A crime is born out of pity,

The crime is heinous in nature,

Modesty experiences a fracture,

Who are these awesome faces,

I saw on them no traces,

No traces of shame and modesty,

Humanity seems to be void of honesty,

They are waiting for the customers,

They can be both old and newcomers,

No job for them is a better substitute,

Each one of them is a prostitute.