PROSTITUTION – AN ACT OF SEX (A POEM) BY E.T.H…AINA

Hey young girl,

Why do you want sex often and often?

Oh! Dogs ate your placenta!
And now your clitoris is always itchy.

Hey little bro, why is your penis always nodding

Like a read headed agama lizard?
And you always want to insert it somewhere.
Lemme open your eyes to some things.

Girlie, to you, prostitution is just a practice

Of engaging in sexual relations for payment or benefits.
Hear this, prostitution is sexual harassment,

Sexual exploitation, often worse.

You become in your mind what your client does or says.

It is internally damaging and disgraceful as he uses you to learn various sex patterns

What he can’t do with the girl he truly loves.

From Backstairs Boogy to Deep Impact, from the Head Game to Arc de Triomp

And from Ladder Loving to the Pinwheel, from Electric Slide to Passion Propeller
He uses you like a public convenience – a toilet
After all, he pays for your ungodly service.

After being used as a sex-slave,

You’ll still suffer spiritually – what a pity.
Girl, remember when the act of sex takes place,
There is a spiritual union.
Brotherly, hear this, he that has sex with a prostitute
Becomes one body with her.
He leaves a part of his DNA in her.
Something a condom can’t protect you against.
Back to you, young girl.
You think sex is just pleasurable
You moan – f**k me hard, give it to me, Baby
Oh, I’m enjoying it.

Oh, I’ve almost reached orgasm

Then you cum and he cums – loba’tan!

You think it’s over, right?

You may not know – but he might

be using you to enhance his wealth

And your insufficient glory is depleting.

Bro, you have done it, ten rounds. Champion!
But what has gone out of you
If only you have a spiritual eye – then you will be sober.

Your sperm has been saved inside a black and red ritual calabash

She will use it to boost her fame. Bro, it is finished!
Wait, you think it is over, right?

What if you contract diseases – chlamydia, HIV and AIDS
If things fall apart, you tend to suffer on earth
And fire will burn you in heaven.
Na me talk ham – so, think ham oooo

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E.T.H…AINA

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SUICIDE IS NOT AN OPTION BY E.T.H…AINA

SUICIDE IS NOT AN OPTION

REMEMBER the other day,
When HE narrated his ordeals to you
You listened with rapt attention
And promised to help him but you did not.

REMEMBER the other time,
When SHE saw you at the grocery store
She told you how she was heavily laden
You pitied her and promised to send relief but you did not.

REMEMBER the other day,
HE called you ten times
And ten times you ignored his calls.
You hissed and then added his number to the blacklist.

REMEMBER the other time,
When SHE sent you messages on WhatsApp.
“Get the fuck out of here.
I also have my own problems,” you intoned. Then, you blocked her.

NOW he has committed suicide
And SHE has also hung herself.
So, what’s your gain for fast-tracking their death?

STOP ignoring their calls and messages
Behold, if you can’t help them just say;
“ok, God will take control and all will be well”.
This expression can heal hidden wounds.

Hey, you!
I don’t know what hill
you are huffing and puffing against
right now,
but suicide is not an option.

*****

Copyright @2019

E.T.H…AINA

All right reserved: no part of the publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any forms or by any means, electronically, photocopy, recording or otherwise, without the prior written permission of the poet – E.T.H…Aina