She is degraded

She is degraded

Taught me so much in the afternoon sun

Beneath the clouds and pollution

We can’t even keep our girl clean

Orphaned from the moment of her birth

But now she’s on her knees

Pumped full of what man has to offer

And that’s not much

Compared to any potential.

She is degraded

With no hopes but exploitation

And it’s up across the contours they go

Pillaging for what it’s worth

And that’s not much

In comparison

Because her worth is immeasurable

And the worth of a use and discard

Is a nondegradeable condom.

She is degraded

Because she is a life

And what we do to her we do unto ourselves

The covenant of existence is not ours to make

It was made from birth

Underneath the clouds and the pollution

Soaking in the afternoon sun

It’s too hot for words

As she lays motionless between the sheets.