In the Eyes Of A Prostitiute

by Stephanie Ambrose

I’m looking in the eyes of a prostitute 
She is destitute
I see her desperation, her humiliation
I see the agony in her eyes
The pain she is bearing 
No one caring... for her
She is all alone, 
forced to fend for herself 
Not realizing her worth 
A gift from God at birth
Minimum wage is not enough, too make it alone is just too rough.
A pimp uses, her abuses her 
It amuses.... him.
Desperate for love 
Looking in all the wrong places
Trying to fulfill a void 
Trying to fill the empty spaces inside her 
heart, in her mind, & in her soul.
She Cry’s out 
no one can hear her
So she thinks….
Someone has been listening 
Some has been watching waiting for her to call
His name
Jesus is the name higher than any other
He is your mother, your brother, & even your lover.
She called  
He answered 
Now she is still here.
She dries the tears from her eyes
And wipes the stains from her pocket mirror
Now she see’s life just a little clearer.

In the Eyes Of A Prostitiute by Stephanie Ambrose

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