Monday, February 08, 2016

Human traffic


Working in the forest, cutting, sawing, dodging
No time, no money, no family
No escape.
Working in the houses, cleaning, chlorine surrounded
Digging, brick laying, walking the plank
No money, no family, no time
No escape.
My heart is hostage to fear,
My family hostage to pay,
My time goes by in years,
My children just grow without me,
Alone, always.

No escape.

http://www.greynun.org/what-we-do/advocacy/human-trafficking/


1 Comments:

Blogger goatman said...

At least you are out and about.

2/13/16, 2:48 PM  

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