I know it's cold, but we are hot and getting old <br />Time is chasing us, come let's run to the streets <br />Do away with the underwear lest men don't understand! <br />And talk the walk, walk the talk on the streets! <br /> <br />When we have a job we blow it up, <br />That is why we are on the streets, going up and down <br />Is what we do best, and just for stretching our legs you will pay up. <br />And we always come number one when we run downtown. <br /> <br />It's the hunger that feeds us, it is the pain that heals us <br />Our ears only hear the bling that hangs on them pretty. <br />We dig gold with the whole of our heart, oh precious <br />Men you mine; I will excavate you heartless and leave you empty. <br /> <br />I am that lady woman see on the streets and feel disgusted <br />While their husbands look deeper and fall interested!<br /><br />Mishack Mchunu<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/woman-of-the-streets/
