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Trafficker Poems - Poems about Trafficker


Premium Member Tethered To a Moment
...The chance was there—then quickly snatched away, but that moment became the reason she sustained hope. Her captor had failed to lock the cellar door one day. The key would turn moments later, but ......

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Categories: trafficker, endurance, fear,
Form: Quintain (English)
Uyghur Poetry Translations
...With my Uyghur poetry translations I am trying to build awareness of the plight of Uyghur poets who are being sent to Chinese "reeducation" concentration camps. Elegy by Perhat Tursun loose tran......

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Categories: trafficker, allah, culture, discrimination, faith,
Form: Free verse



Suicide of Jeffrey Epstein Equals Pyrrhic Victory
...Rigor mortis cold comfort defendant need not appear in court diminishes attendant prosecutorial effort habeas corpus made superfluous courtesy just dessert morte but deadman outflanked plaintiff......

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Categories: trafficker, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Dramatic Verse
An Open Letter To a Trafficker
...Dear trafficker,I am on the run With face emitting fear Worn in clothe surged into rag By the scissors of rape linen scars With the screech from angry nails; narrow escape. Do not ask why I ......

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Categories: trafficker, angst,
Form: Lyric
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 easi......

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Categories: trafficker, pain, people,
Form: Rhyme



Where Traffic Should Be
...Only wheeled things come in traffic And not the meek earth-tilling brown hands Coerced to stoop low, dogged to contrabands. Spirits and bones chastised by stick, A contract avowed played o......

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Categories: trafficker, people, social,
Form: Rondeau
Premium Member Sweet Little Honey
..."SWEET LITTLE HONEY" My father had no respect for the world.. A big drug trafficker.. When I was just a little girl! Living for the glory of money. He smiled and looked down at me.. Sittin......

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Categories: trafficker, epicme, me, drug,
Form: Narrative

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