This poem is a birds'-eye view of life in a harem-based slavery, an institution which, unfortunately, found at the international level. As a writer, I give the primary perspective of both a young woman, and) offer as well as in the harem owner to a fair composite perspective (an association of the two, the woman and the harem owner. I hope the reader the intellectual curiosity is satisfied, and that my poem will help us all understand the timeliness of the extension of slavery and humiliation - for the slaves andHarem owner too.
It is always a long view
of captive veiled women
Breathe in secret in the deep darkness of night
misunderstood the unquenched solace
unnoticed unnoticed
Love unquestioned authenticity
daily complaints remains unspoken
Dreams are simply left by the wayside
with satisfaction of the owner
in the lonely desert Arabian Night
the rich man goes with the night
in soft-soled slippers shoes
aoccasional arrythmic snap
to remember that taking on the bare ground
its undoubted inexorable power
with only sporadic prayer rugs
dampen the soft sound of his steps have
while the men even quietly
not free men in the daylight
breathe in the curtained walls
the red-rope cordoned off Bathroom
In which they live, sometimes
as real women, not men
Men who are in a position in the harem walls, leaving
for missions to procureMarket in the sun
caused envy in the harem women
leave can not
it's a dollar bill, in fact, the paradigm
dissatisfaction with the emotional rent torn
You can not discount the dis-cunt available
Floating in fragile tents unflapped
now with burning flames Mercy
Desire and accusations erupting
Heart in a previously unexplored
unaddressed Humanity
denied the opportunity to speak
arranged in groups of sex-shop
Jobscounting of different breast buttocks
cream-colored, stretched out on cots
their only beds for
clean hands without prejudice
some with colored henna tattoos
others with draping colorful beads
Girlish promises of beauty from the inside faith
as a small paperweight with a snowy scene
Despite careful deceptions effect change
rely on hastily traditional
Even abandoned traditional wedding vows
pura pure as the white wedding dresses
they hopedcarry
they hoped to give him a hymn
con graca with grace y espiritu
in the arid area without stifling decisions at all
Isolated hands sometimes go free
Abolition of slavery and frozen fingers
Shielded tents decorated with bowls of food reduced
is the well-dressed stranger slippers
everyone knows him, but he never speaks
Transfer boldly always open as the owner
in the black velvet shadow of the harem
directly to the booty, which heDove
an emotional opening to sexual offenders
He was the deep-sea divers return
feed search of a rich man, and despair
endless streams of femininity
even though he hated it often does not care
and is rethinking his choice away for the night
on that night, she was as strong as tender
A flower
While shrinking from the burden of youth
He takes his aggressive discount coupon
its price for the group option in infertile HotelRooms
as the owner of the harem
for another thrill
another was
on another mercenary days
When he slides slowly selectively
through the dark corridors of the harem Vagina
Slippers not wear expensive shoes difficult
he thinks about his choice with an All-Seeing
third eye to its own hard eyes averted
while to see the veiled women
with dark charcoal-vision set out
Silk, brocade, under the overlay
an unusual pair of light blue --
peeking innocentthrough
it was the nazi glue they spoke of
as they watched in fearful silence
and waited
Like a familiar lighthouse lost
a revolving police state siren
warning and promising her nothing
screaming red red roses small red vaginas
red red dreams overtake her tumultuous
cascading lotus thoughts
her young innocent mouth opens with terror
as he tells her to close the clitoral hood
she embraces the deity that he is
in abject submission
inside The elegant rooms blocked
Visors the harem
It was the girl who was raped
not the slave
As a dry ice Hospital of the harem is sterile
Are dying like mummies in the barren
Cold, wet sheets wrapped
Stale incense incest dominated
Forming ethereal dark clouds
Obscure delights rich
Without tactile awareness
For the harem owner is like sleeping
With a half-dead
Those who can not lift her head or
Your Subjugated arm
Theyweeps, without the grace
spontaneous tears of childhood
When they can give him, while they
Her depression is by
His own skin and pores
Contaminating any relief
Meeting he was
Dry Drowning in the living death
Within a dead mother's body and
just before the skull in the vicinity
The sheath freely on the
He insisted as a condition
To their lasting slavery
The opium is to go room to the owner
Down another detour hallucinogenic
Road, when hegroping in the dark for
Thin down with a cloth-covered cord wrapped
From a houkah
A royal welcome relief for tube
its now urgent
and with still a deeper breath
He suffocated in the smoke of memories
Of a golden youth, he has lost
through acquisition
by subugation
Spiritual bondage and slavery
a constant power he once sought
has the feeling of no decisions to make
There is no singing crickets in the bushes
Shrubs, Now a sophisticated delivery
are now living in an illusory fortress shaped
he protects his own prison
with his life
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