Her last man

As she lined her deep eyes with mascara
she heard voices,
voices that were accusing her of selling, prolicide and prostitution
and long back she chose to reject these.
She was young
only her puffed rosy cheeks made her look ripe.
She was given names that degraded her
but what were names for an unburdened soul.
She was accused of sleeping with men
and there was one waiting for her.
She checked herself one last time
it was a routine though
until she finally eloped with her last man.