In The Economics Of Sex And Sin

vikas chandra

Had it been Haiti or Djibouti
Her Queen would have sent her armada
Where ends the piety of parity
‘Laity’ braces for coup d’état !

In the foxy trysts of truths and lies
Pain seems to be a saint profane
The sin in the heart of fireflies
Spills o’er to leave a seminal stain !

Sex is feminism’s butter and bread
And mankind’s long-lasting conquest
There are no Gods in Satan’s bed
Just humans playing sin’s slug-fest !

Queen dare discount her subject’s tears
There’s more therein than a woman’s chagrin
A motherland sells to a fatherland’s fears
In The Economics Of Sex And Sin!

© 2020 Vikas Chandra

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