A poem from my book ECHOES WITHIN

Bruises Beyond Body


All credence is given
to their bodies.
But no empathy for
their bruises,
scars and bites.
Such wounds take place
somewhere else also—
deep inside
their minds and souls—
but remain unnoticed.
Calling them mere prostitutes
is like declaring an etherized patient as dead
with no emotions,
no expressions.
Just a body is seen and penetrated —
like an experiment,
like a toy.
Had these fellow beings be given
a genuine look,
deep penetration of sentiments;
a new world would have emerged for them
with the shining sun
and the gentle breeze.

--Jimmy Sharma

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