Taken At Will

She was only fourteen Taken at will Her family distraught As they remain still It was on a cold December night Christmas was near Their daughter went missing As they began to fear Is she another victim Of this society of ours Or this gang that's marauding Leaving emotional scars Young girls are taken And sold abroad Intended to work As their young bodies are clawed Many years pass Their phone rings in the night Interpol, Paris We think we have sight The morning follows As they catch the next flight The call they received Confirmed it was right Their daughter has been found A shadow of her self She's been used and abused Cast on a shelf They are finally together To her parents she runs They have their daughter back Their tomorrow has begun Further years pass As their daughter grows As she closes her eyes Her past horror flows http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/loss-4.php