Under the cover of the drowsy night, <br />I see a very painful sight, <br />On the outskirts of the city, <br />A crime is born out of pity, <br />The crime is henious in nature, <br />Modesty experiences a fracture, <br />Who are these awesome faces, <br />I saw on them no traces, <br />No traces of shame and modesty, <br />Humanity seems to be void of honesty, <br />They are waiting for the customers, <br />They can be both old and new comers, <br />No job for them is a better substitute, <br />For each one of them is a prostitute.<br /><br />Mohammad Akmal Nazir<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-crime-in-the-dark-of-night/
