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The horror of human trafficking |
| A child so unloved That she cannot cry no more. Markings on her face That she didn’t have before. She tried but couldn’t smile Happy she was not. Her father often traded her Sometimes she was bought. A child of human trafficking To men she didn’t know. They used her and abused her and wouldn’t let her go. Her heart was numb with pain She did what she was told. Knowing if she didn’t It was food they would withhold. A life so full of suffering and games adults would play. She was just a prostitute Who daily had to pay. A life she wish she could deny An escape to young to take. A numbness throughout her body A world so full of hate. A life that’s really dead inside Scars that will never heal. A mind that cannot comprehend The trauma of this ordeal. Then one day it happened She got raided by the police. Taken some place safe Then finally released. To go some place and heal. Her battle wounds and scars. Start herself a new life Underneath the stars. |