Chains
Wearing bonds invisible
Yet indestructible.
Find them.
Free them.
Bring them home.
Traffick, pimp, and whore,
And some are just next door.
Find them.
Free them.
Bring them home.
Some talk of peculiar institutions,
Others speak of restitutions.
Find them.
Free them.
Bring them home.
Slavery is alive and well today,
No matter what you say.
Find them.
Free them.
Bring them home.
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