New reply from Susan Katz
<p>Thank you for submitting your very powerful poem for consideration for Featured Poem of the Month. I can tell that you put a great deal of emotion and energy into this piece. Thank you for sharing, Susan</p>
https://poetladykatz.com/poetry-talk/what-makes-her-she
Original Post by Ambisheeyous
WHAT MAKES HER SHE
<p>conceal</p>
<p>hide</p>
<p>what you feel</p>
<p>inside</p>
<p> </p>
<p>with eyes shut</p>
<p>lips closed</p>
<p>a pretty slut</p>
<p>a wicked rose</p>
<p> </p>
<p>When asked who they are.</p>
<p>Prostitute, harlot, hooker, hustler</p>
<p>This is all we get to hear</p>
<p>Don't you think if they fear?</p>
<p> </p>
<p>conceal</p>
<p>hide</p>
<p>what you feel</p>
<p>inside</p>
<p> </p>
<p>with eyes shut</p>
<p>lips closed</p>
<p>a pretty slut</p>
<p>a wicked rose</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Every time a man touches, she feels that itch,</p>
<p>As time wore on, she realised it would make her rich.</p>
<p>She remembers those days when she wanted to scream,</p>
<p>Now, it feels like it was all just a bad dream.</p>
<p>Stop judging her because of what she does,</p>
<p>Just try and empathise and let her live as she does.</p>
<p>She has a deal when she sleeps with no husbands or fathers,</p>
<p>Only men who are single and have certain disorders.</p>
<p>Open her up for the world to see,</p>
<p>And still she'll scream, she is free! She is free! She is free!</p>
<p>You think that you know her and yet you don’t see,</p>
<p>The troubles she has gone through and what makes her ‘SHE’.</p>
<p>She chose this way out of her own pain and misery,</p>
<p>Yet, everyone is still trying to make her free.</p>
<p>What do you want to make her be?</p>
<p>A decent woman, a wife, a mother of three?</p>
<p> </p>
<p>conceal</p>
<p>hide</p>
<p>what you feel</p>
<p>inside</p>
<p> </p>
<p>with eyes shut</p>
<p>lips closed</p>
<p>a pretty slut</p>
<p>a wicked rose</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Put those fairytales </p>
<p>on the shelf,</p>
<p>No one can save you </p>
<p>but you yourself.</p>
<p>There’s no </p>
<p>yellow brick road,</p>
<p>Or somewhere </p>
<p>over the rainbow,</p>
<p>Instead of ruby slippers,</p>
<p>She wears cheap stilettos,</p>
<p>Works the streets, </p>
<p>she’s a keeper,</p>
<p>Of all the secrets </p>
<p>we’re not suppose to know,</p>
<p>About the senators </p>
<p>in their office,</p>
<p>About the representatives in the bathroom stalls.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>conceal</p>
<p>hide</p>
<p>what you feel</p>
<p>inside</p>
<p> </p>
<p>with eyes shut</p>
<p>lips closed</p>
<p>a pretty slut</p>
<p>a wicked rose</p>
<p> </p>
<p>the goddess of love</p>
<p>she was</p>
<p>yet she lived not above</p>
<p>but deep below the dust</p>
<p> </p>
<p>conceal</p>
<p>hide</p>
<p>what you feel</p>
<p>inside.</p>