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I'Ll Take Her

Lydia: I don’t recognize myself anymore Greasy hair, grimy nails; I’ve become their whore Servicing eight or nine men a night I’ve learned it's better not to try and fight Too many black eyes and broken ribs So many punches that I’ll never have kids All because I answered a newspaper ad To get a new job, to help my gambling dad I was kidnapped and sold into slavery I’ve survived on false hope and bravery It’ll be a miracle if I ever get free For they have files on my family They’ll kill them if I run away So here I lie on Christmas Day Getting ass-slapped with a leather belt And praying in vain, because no one can help Me: The above lines are Lydia’s story It would be a miracle to end her whoring If I had the power I’d set her free And free every girl in captivity 11/29/11

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Bl Devnath

Date: 12/16/2011 9:27:00 AM

Congratulation my friend on your win and wish you and all yours 'Happy Christmas Day and Happy New Year'.bl

John Freeman

Date: 12/14/2011 10:15:00 AM

A sad place to be for Lydia, but an honorable desire for the miracle to set her free, Susan. Congrats on your worthy win. Agape, Moses

Audrey Haick

Date: 12/13/2011 5:14:00 PM

Reality in 'harsh light', Susan...We pray for freedome and peace for all the girls forced into sex slavery around the world...Congratulations on a well deserved win! Blessings for this holy season and love always, Annalise

Kash Poet

Date: 12/13/2011 12:10:00 PM

An interesting poem here Susan.Congrats on your win.

George Aul

Date: 12/13/2011 11:10:00 AM

Congrats on your win in the contest with a great write.........George

Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 12/13/2011 10:36:00 AM

Congratulations on your super placement in the "Your Christmas Miracle" contest Susan. Love and blessings always, Carol

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl

Date: 12/13/2011 10:27:00 AM

Very strong worfing its a pity we try and wait for miracles and not do anything ourselves. Congratulations x

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 12/13/2011 10:08:00 AM

Susan, there are so many young people who suffered torment in childhood and ended up living life on the streets. What a wonderful miracle it would be if we could change this. Congratulations on your win! Love and Christmas blessings, Carolyn

Robert A. Dufresne

Date: 12/5/2011 4:31:00 PM

This is a powerfully written tragedy! I know this stuff happens and is shoved under the rug and people suffer like this. At times we as a people like to think we are so civilized ... and then ..this

Bl Devnath

Date: 12/2/2011 8:04:00 AM

Genius write like a hero. Enjoyed it and give you best wishes for contest, my fried. bl

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 11/30/2011 9:34:00 PM

Awesome, I am glad you made the solution for her in that new part you added at the bottom. Susan, RIGHT AWAY, go to your contest page and make a rule NO NAMES. That is what I said in my blog and what I forgot to tell you in addition to telling them to use Silver Strands in the title line. Sorry. But nobody has taken the challenge yet so I think we are not too late. Luv, Andrea

Broken Butterfly

Date: 11/30/2011 4:15:00 PM

Powerful writing Susan. It would b a miracle for sure. Thank you for my placement in your Overreactions and DrameaQueen Contest.

Jack Horne

Date: 11/30/2011 1:29:00 PM

Yes, it's so sad that this sort of thing happens, Susan. Lovely piece, my friend. Thanks - loved your contest - and many congrats on all your wins : )

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 11/29/2011 10:58:00 PM

Susan, I really like your poem. Is it ok to not tell the miracle inside the poem? I hope so because I hope to see this one WIN.