Her duty to serve,
In any way, in any manner
Their lust, their needs
She slakes them all...
But never out of free will...
The clichéd and the timeworn,
She defines them...
Abused and perverted,
Cast away as evil...
She bears her cross,
She bears the brunt,
Of society, of hypocrisy;
Of debauchery and depravity
She didn’t ask to be a vessel,
But she was castigated to be...
The intended chalice,
Her role utterly transformed
By societal malice...
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