The Missing Mechanism

Spruced up for hookups

Some dough and a hookah

She thinks she's living it

But he knows she'd die out

Because she lost her way,

Confused in the day

Can't breathe in the night

Ugly things on their way

New ballgame to play

Screwed verses that sways

Dejected, conflicted by ideas of being gay

She's desperate for peace

His lust isn't at ease

She needs to make money

While he is the beast

Some do it for fun

Some do it to survive

Trust they tried to run

But violent is fast

Bashed up to stay up

Or else she needs to pay up

To make up for the rescue

She's controlled to stay laced up

And this thing called whoredom

Isn't a life without boredom

It's a life without condom

She'll kick a bucket at random

No commiseration

Yet she's the apportion

To those who stick dicks
Shove it in without passion

A woman and a child
And a man of the wild

Nobody would know
When life is on trial

But heaven is true
Desperation is too

That heaven on earth
Puts us in the blue

Now she was just a child
Who's a mother to a child

But there was no child life
When he brought her to the wild

A father in the name
A guardian by right

But his shit is full of shame
A monstrous kind of life

-PRK-