A Whore Is A Whore!

a whore is a whore

I walk the streets of every town

as a junkie and as a whore.

A car pulls up beside me

and my habit calls for more.

 

I suck his dick and I get paid

and out the door I go.

Another ‘John’ pulls up.

It’s nasty, yes, I know.

 

This has been my job

for too many years to count.

I am sick and just about dead.

And yet, another dick, I mount.

 

Don’t waste your time by telling me

that I’m damned and going to hell.

I’ve been there and I’ve done that.

Just look at me, can’t you tell?

 

Save your prayers and save your breath

for the sinners in the church.

Preach to them about sin and such

from your lofty perch.

 

You bind yourself in marriage

to a ‘John’ that says, “You’re mine!”

And when he wants some sex,

legal whore, you toe the line!

 

Never think for one minute

that he’s faithful and he’s true.

He’s just a ‘John’ like all the rest

and he always needs to screw!

 

He pampers you and he buys you things

and you think that that means love.

How stupid can you be?

It’s not you, he’s thinking of!

Written by,

Shelby I. Courtland

©2015 Shelby I. Courtland

 Don’t be hatin’ just ’cause I keep it real! *wink*

 

 

 

 

“Do I Practice What I Preach?”

weeds

Sometimes I ask myself, “Do I practice what I preach?”
What more can I do and how many can I reach?

Is there a limit to my goodness and is morality my claim?
Or am I just a hypocrite who does it all for fame?

Do I volunteer and donate so that I can get some praise?
And if my star does wane, is my giving just a phase?

Should I ask these questions of myself or know it’s who I am?
And of those who go to church, do they really give a damn?

The christians are so cunning and so filled with shameless guile.
Their ways are not for me and pretending’s not my style.

Though I have my doubts and failings, I back my words with deeds.
Unlike the christian folk, whose greed doth bring forth weeds.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
© 2013 Shelby I. Courtland