Frozen tear-drop on cheek

Takes along the lonely street

Where she stands every night

Under a post of neon light

Life comes as a hungry monster

Blows, like the gust of wester

On the morrow she is found

Tormented and plundered by hound

Warmth of her flesh is shared by demons

Bitten and Clawed as the baked salmons

Still she serves with style and smile

Not to let them feel bored, for even a while

Bride of every night with a new groom

Groomed to warm those hotel room

Burned every night in a warfare

To earn a life for those closest and dear

To drag the life up-to her demise

She pays the highest, of all price

Feeds the devil, by being nude

Surrendering all, to the beastly crude

Her holy feet bring the wealth home

After a night long street to street roam

From the elites, to get a rand

She is tossed from Hand to Hand

Yet she is abused and hatefully treated

From the society, totally separated

She never knew her crime

But punished with the prime