Malaya
/My Poem gives a voice to a Prostitute on their identity and stigma
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Malaya
Is my prefix
Is my sir name
To others, it's my given name
Malaya
Is my identity
At night at the street lights
At work in the lodges
Malaya
Is a mother
Is a daughter like her mother
Is a sister to her daughter
Malaya
Is her only option
Selling her only possession
To determine her destination
By Aliker P'Ocitti
From: Uganda