World of survival is there for everyone

Can you see me

I am walking

the corner

in your town




Watch me

count the money

as I lay their

body down




I am young

I am lonely

I am lost

I am cheap




You will turn

You mock me

with your husband

I will sleep




Drugs ease my pain

Dollars make my bed

images of youth

still dance in my head




Quiet rivers

morning sunshine

a land far away

This is my milk and honey




Street paved with gold

You are ugly

You are homely

I will take you in




Passion burning

Body screaming

Some will call

this sin




Doctor teacher

even a preacher

many come

my way




Old age haunts me

fewer visits

no children

do I see



But I am still young enough




College doors

swing open

career calls

to me




I am now the nurse or the doctor

setting new souls

on fire

but I am free