I am your modern day Mary Magdelene;
in the eyes of the women who see
my freedom with sexuality, I'm seen
as both threat and hero.
And at times I wonder
is there much difference
between myself and they?
Do they not trade their time,
efforts, wombs for the favors
they obtain from the men they bed?
Even though their methods are
considered legal the end result
is the same: trading their bodies
for the things they want in life.
At least I'm honest in my intentions.
And I actually enjoy the pleasure of it
freely and on my own terms,
without false guile or pretense.
Call me sinner.
But did not Christ
choose the sinners
rather than the saints?
Perhaps it was because he knew
they did not pretend.