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
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Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2009
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