THE END OF SORROW
Copyright 2012 Gordon Kuhn
Poet in the Rain Productions
There’s a working girl
Someone’s errant daughter
Over there on the corner
Beneath the streetlight
Showing a lot of leg
Turning to face the traffic
From this way and then that
And for not much money
You can give her a whirl
And she’ll give you a thrill
If that’s what you need
And she’ll moan if you want
To think you’re “the man”
But the reality is in the end
She’s fighting for her life
Just like the rest of us are
And you are just a bump
A slug, a toad, a mangled bookmark
In her life that she’ll lose
Another bug latched on
Sucking what is left out
Leaving her a bit less
Than she was before
And someone’s daughter
Lives now in the gutter
Waiting patiently for the slaughter
Sure to come,
Perhaps on the morrow
Perhaps then the end of sorrow. August 6, 2012
THOUGHTS OF A POET IN THE RAIN 
4 responses to “THE END OF SORROW”
In the use and abuse world of today. We forgot the important of human touch and conversation. I like the honestly and directness of the poem. Thank you for the outstanding poem.
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Thank you for your kind comment. I really appreciate the feedback on my writing. 🙂
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That was a beautifully written poem that really touched me. I think that people forget that this is someone’s daughter. The last few lines are chilling. You write very well.
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