* Poem about prostitution

A woman must choose. She can either live as a joy girl, or she can create a family and have children. She can not do both. She can live as a joy girl now that the goal is reached and the woman is free. But a joy girl is not true. As taste to the eye, not true to a husband, she is corrupt. When realizing herself, she is not bound. Then she ought to be totally pure.


Negative to constitution
is an act of prostitution.
Any woman should be fearing
to be as a whore appearing.

You cannot as light be glowing
if the wax you are not knowing.
Flame away from candle turning
suffers pain or will stop burning.

And if coloured glass is holding,
Jesus Christ is standing scolding.
Then a bastard is appearing,
flame just for production caring.