Short Traffickers Poems

Maverick the mechanic
Who stuck in traffic.
While waiting for the light
Traffickers killed in gunfight....

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lost eyes
of native girls enslaved
by traffickers
beaten and forced into sex
and I grew up complaining
of harvesting beans and corn...

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Leaving them hopeless
Breaking their spirit
animals sometimes
humans other times
puts them in cages
torments their souls
soulless monsters
imprisoning
setting a trap
capturing
enslaving
kidnapping
tricking
snaring
hunt...

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Soil,
Don't be fertile more,
Don't be a mother;
Child-traffickers, like mad dogs,
are moving everywhere.

Don't conceive any green more,
Don't conceive any forest;
The blue-eyed woodcutters, like butchers,
are sharpening their axes.

O Soil,
Rather become a desolate graveyard,
Rather become a melancholic desert....

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Soil,
Don't be fertile more,
Don't be a mother;
Child-traffickers, like mad dogs,
are moving everywhere.

Don't conceive any green more,
Don't conceive any forest;
The blue-eyed woodcutters, like butchers,
are sharpening their axes.

O Soil,
Rather become a desolate graveyard,
Rather become a melancholic desert....

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Jungle people talk about a spirit in a mask,
who walks through the jungle,
without moving any single blade of grass,
or causing a ripple in a river,
as he swims through it.

Though his purported deeds sound exaggerated,
one fact remains true;
he has existed for generations,
saving innocent souls from human traffickers, kidnappers,
and savages.

He is commonly known as the phantom........

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