Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Human Trafficking Poem

They were locked up
Their faces were like no make up
They couldn't even wake up
To get some water in a cup

Screaming every night
Crying all day long
It's like living in a sea of fears
And drink their own tears

The traffickers forced and coerced
They got to work like the wild horses
Fast and furious
And flooded with thirst

By : Via Noviani

5 comments:

  1. It is such a beautiful masterpiece that making me gasping air reading it. (It's hiperbolically correct) *thumbsup*

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