Whore's Revenge

Discarded clothes cover the floor
it doesn't bring pleasure not anymore
For the eighth time tonight she has made a man cum
a little bit of cash but not a large sum
enough for some coke and a little beer
no position too strange no man does she fear
six years of life now it has been on the corner
men sweating and grunting loud as they fuck her
no way out of this life she has been forsaken
just doing the act for the money she is making
so pretty and bright she was at one time
knowing that now she is dying inside
spreading her disease to fat greasy slobs
who pay thirty bucks just for a pop
she fucks them and leaves them and goes on her way
not seeing their face not wanting to stay
knowing she's destined to a life of pure hell
the gun goes off, her body has fell
spreading around her like the aura of life
her AIDS infested blood gleams under the light.