Professional
My goal was to prevent war.
Not to go on anymore.
To explore the peace corp.
Don't ignore who you adore.
I was known as a diva.
The wild, alluring achiever.
On stage I danced in a cage.
My career was made.
Every night I would parade the audience always paid.
Lap dances I would never engage.
To their relentless rage.
It is a fact you won't see in my contract.
Because of my young age I received A higher wage.
© Harmony Sapphire . All rights reserved
(Untrue story)
👁 5💬 1
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (1)
Log in to leave a comment.