The Gentlemen & The Slut

He came to me-

As the dew of winter

As the fragrance of flower-

As the hope & desire...

 

I was alone-

He took my hand

We were so into each other-

Forever was where we stand...

 

Days, weeks, months, a year

Passed-

Circle of my life

Filled with love & trust...

 

I was alone-

Alone with him

There was thousands of whispers-

Whispers of my dream...

 

Then they came-

One, two, three-

The four animals

Took off my clothes...

 

I was alone-

In the flood of blood

Raped, afraid, afflicted & naked-

Burned, torn, shy & hated-

Alive!!!!

 

Days, weeks, months, a year

Passed-

Now they are the gentlemen

And they call me the slut!!!