In Demand - A Poem by Moe

this work of art misplaced to win

with shape where grecian minds have been

did walk with grace and heart in hand

and thus he named her..."in demand" 

now some with lust did try to steal

and take by force her walks appeal

this "no" that cried from bathroom stall

was heard across the barroom hall

though thieves were caught before they won

twas in her soul, the damage done

for now she walked in fear of all

that braved to breach her higher wall

for many came them bearing gifts

some princes sharing status lifts

this marvel placed at center stage

said "no" because she feared their cage

as "no" became her commonplace

that space alone she did embrace

she learned to navigate the claims

made by her suitors selfish aims

yet in walked one a quiet night

a stranger she says held her sight

with naught but soul sincere in hand

and thus she named him..."in demand"

~Moses Apollo