You mock me
You feel disgusted to touch me
Yet you pay me to fulfil your sexual pleasures
You see me as a meat
I seem to be of a lesser human being compared to you
Yet it is me who you want
Oh people of earth,
don’t judge me
You have not known what brought me to this brothel
Don’t disrespect me
coz I am also a human with feelings
Feelings that are repressed
to feed my family
to finance my love one illness
to give them the happiness they deserve
Oh people of earth,
understand me
respect me
When you pass by me
please do not look with the judging eyes
It pains me
It pains me to wonder what have I done to have this life
I may seem happy and strong
but that is on the surface
Deep down
I suffer every time they toy with me
I bleed and allow them to do whatever they want
because that is the only way
The only way to feed my family
Oh people of earth,
If you pass by me next time,
be nice
be kind
and have a normal conversation with me
as I rarely have that
It would be nice to be normal and human once again
Prostitute. What comes to your mind when you see/hear that word? How much? Disgusting? I would never do that job? I wonder how is she/he in bed? Damn, that prostitute is cheap and good?
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What are they to you? A piece of animal that you cut and eat? Really, is that how you see this women/men. I once watched a bollywood movie on how a small town girl ended up in a brothel to feed her family. Some of this women/man, sorry not women/man, young girls/boys, are being sold off by their parents for money while other women/man chose this job due to various reasons. It is definitely possible that some of them literally enjoy this jobs. Even then, who are we to say a job is small or big? Who are we to judge them? If not for these women/men many people would not have a place to go to fulfil their sexual wants and needs. If not for road sweepers, we would not have a clean country but rather a country filled with dirt and mosquitoes breeding everywhere, eventually leading to diseases.
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We are so quick to judge other people. Walk a mile in their shoe. They may be having a life full of suffering. I am not asking you to go out of your way to help (well, if you want by all means), all am asking is be nice and kind to these people (not only to them, to everyone because we do not know their story). Show them respect. Tell them thank you. Buy them flower if you want, show them humanly love. Most importantly, do not judge these wonderful people. Understand them and help them if you can. They ain’t different from you. Their method of showing love towards their love ones are slightly different. They are like you, earning money for themselves and their family. Make their life slightly better by just being kind. Be kind to others no matter what job they do, how they look, how old are they, etc. Be kind and nice people.
