Hypocrisy

You see them,
Ghosts, standing under lamp posts,
Waiting for men.
And judge them (or not),
As the case may be).

Yet you hear not
The knock
On anonymous door
Of She
You call “whore”.

And, when she
In her heels steals away
Few have anything to say.
And her clientele,
They rarely tell.

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