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Human Trafficking

Human Trafficking

The human soul is independent
God gave free will. Remember?
Humans want to live freely and well

Nature wants humans to live alone
God gave his words, read the Bible
Then you never will be you, alone

God is your ruler, hand, love, and helper
God’s words are the truth, life, and water
You aren’t alone, you have a friend, eternal

My fate,

A GIRL AND A DREAM

Like every other young girl
She holds a dream, vast and bright
But born in a land of dark shadows  
That hunt and silence dreams.

Tempted by a shinning chance
She seized it with both trembling hands 
Unaware of the story on the next page 
A huge decision at a tender age.

 Chartered, restrained like a fragile glass

SOMEWHERE

Somewhere in the land of "riches"
Near the birthplace of God
A young girl is in bondage
Mothering at an early age.

Taken from somewhere in Africa
Near the birthplace of despair
Lured by promises of a well-paying job
A lucrative opportunity, a better life.

Yet, there she is, at a tender age
Living in heaven but trapped in a cage
Cleaning floors and washing

Human Trafficking

Human Trafficking detained, seized unlawful acts against one's
           
            will hidden motives, and crimes are worldwide against men, woman
 
            and children. Age,

Samba Known

I've come to you a pretty girl
I've come to you just right
I'm longing for your arms abhor
I'm offered you tonight.

I call you for the favored vail
Your more where I can't feel
And beg you for the ones who live
that others form your keel

And make you come to see me bleed
where others force their beil
And take you

Human Trafficking

Rain falling down on magenta leaf
Seemed like a forbidden feeling
Dreamed as a despair on ceiling
Loud stormy, yet ears still deaf

This poor self awoke because of wetness
Ache not cured well in deeply heart
Leaving roots of wound not in curt
This suffer mind sank under sadness

mum! Mummy please didn't do it to me
dumb! Daddy please didn't dattch it

Promised Land

I once had a post card with a picture of paradise
It had lovely scenery that wetted the eyes
With The glassy skyscrapers that mesmerise
It was a land where bliss and beauty lies

After a journey in the dark with a smuggler as my host
A sea swallowing lives roared at me at the coast
I saw my fantasy turn

Human Trafficking

She ran away,
Into the night,
Alone and sad.

They saw her,
Watched, then approached,
Offered her kindness.

She felt safe,
With innocent trust
She accepted friendship,
Went with them,
Believed in goodness.

They beat her.
Force fed drugs,
Imprisoned, bound, gagged.
Trapped and scared
She wet herself.

Men came in
Violated, ravished, despoiled.
Screaming in pain,
Hungry and cold.
The abuse continued,
Day after day
Death threats delivered.

Family and friends
Search and appeal.
Police examine evidence.

Twelve hour shifts
In

Human Trafficking

I see her coming home at dawn, 
Looking completely withdrawn,
It makes me sick to my stomach to know you’ve sent her out working, 
Watching her come home, I see you lurking. 
She’s my age so I imagine if it was me, 
How an earth can you sit there happily. 
I watch her smile and she seems so

Human Trafficking Has No Name

That's somebody's mother
That's somebody's sister
That's somebody's brother
That's somebody's grandmother
That's somebody's grandfather
That's somebody's aunt
That's somebody's uncle
That's somebody's cousin
That's somebody's dad

See  human trafficking has no 
Age
Color
Size
Shape
Gender
Name

Does not even matter
it will sneak up on a individual without a warning
It can appear  anywhere
School
Work
Park
Library
Mall

Does not matter what time of day
Morning
Noon
Night

It's best to just stay in the house but

Human Trafficking

Human Trafficking


                                              Freedom
       

- Human Trafficking -

A little baby girl is born
    Dark hair brown eyes - so beautiful
    The mother weeps for her little baby girl
    Her fate is already determined
    and her mother thoughts you will never get
    She is the fifth child in

Human Trafficking Part Two

(1/15/13)

the human trafficker sells your body , sells your soul
they keep you under their control.
to them you are just a piece of meat
for humanity to sit and eat.

the younger the victim the easier to control
by the time they're teens- their spirit is cold.
no longer do they have the will to fight
it's become their way of

Human Trafficking

Human Trafficking is something very serious and very traumatizing. 
Girls all around the world are getting sold and bought for Trafficking. 
Its something you don't see everyday. 
You know how when you're talking to someone and you tell them, 
"I know how you feel". 
You can never tell a person that has been through Trafficking

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