(1/15/13) <br /> <br />the human trafficker sells your body, sells your soul <br />they keep you under their control. <br />to them you are just a piece of meat <br />for humanity to sit and eat. <br /> <br />the younger the victim the easier to control <br />by the time they're teens- their spirit is cold. <br />no longer do they have the will to fight <br />it's become their way of life. <br /> <br />they never had a childhood or a family to love <br />or to even know what love's about <br />for their hearts and minds have been turned inside out. <br />fear is the only thing they know <br />and in their face it will show. <br /> <br />many are bought and put on the streets <br />if they don't meet their quota - they don't eat. <br />then there are those who are sold privatly <br />those are the ones that you never see. <br /> <br />most are girls - but there are boys <br />and they're all used as sexual toys. <br />we have to let all countries know <br />human trafficking has got to go. <br /> <br />(C) L. RAMS<br /><br />louis rams<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/human-trafficking-part-two/
