Bathed in spotlight, neon tongues
flatter to deceive.
Magdalene princess hawks
cars dancing headlights.
Just a child,
drugged on promises, candy wrapped in lies.
Recollecting innocence on far away shores.
ready to conquer tradition,
~something that didn’t understand her~
Suffocating her butterflies
in a shroud of adventure.
~Job, room, money.
Illegal alien; Faceless statistic,
whose illusions were torn
as easily as her hymen; Debt repayment.
Freedom, just a willow-o-wisp swept away
on the winds of never.
We see her.
Marionette, dancing to strings of addiction,
street vendor with precious wares.
~damaged goods only~
A stare of derision cast no pity,
as we step a little faster.
Avoiding the consequences of Samaritan deeds,
blaming recklessness of youth; lack of respect.
~probably deserves it anyway~
Perfume of apathy overpowers stench of abuse,
and as another piece of meat is tenderized,
we do not dip below the clouds.