Poet :Radical Libertine
Poem:Life of my sister
Icy avalanche fangs of brutal coldness,
sting the bleached blotchy skin of a skimpy dressed
if not sexually appealing mammals,
as the nervous system is provoked to spit goose bumps.
which populate the unclothed area
Mosquitoes waltz their thrilled loved ones on the black doctored buttocks of the cold lashed skin of the sexual vendor, merchant if not the stall.
Trying to make ends meet,
she is compelled to sell herself on wholesale price.
Irrespective of the cruel weather,
she have a family to support.
Risky it is to survive this night.
shut out to all single mommies out there,
Who make it,with legal means.✊🏿✊🏿✊🏿