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Human Trafficking
This world is
H
O
P
E
L
E
S
S
My life is like a,
E . S
R P
I I
T N
G N
N I
On a vehicle.
Being controlled by others.
Instead of
like a
Bird
That is
Free.
Yes, I’m a victim of
human trafficking.
When I turned 14,
I was sold to this
Wealthy man
Away from my
Family
Away from my
Friends
I was forced to work
Day and night
Just like a
R O B O T.
I would only
S
T
O
P
Working
When I was told to.
I was controlled
Like a
S
T
R
I
N
G
P
U
P
P
E
T
I had no
freedom
Like a bird
Without its wing.
I used to be childlike
INNOCENT
And
SAFE
Now,
I’m like a helpless cat
MEOW~
Fearful
And
Lost.
My hand used to be young
Smooth and soft.
Now,
It’s filled with wrinkles and scabs.
But
I never stopped believing
That one day,
This would all change,
No more labor exploitation
Only
Education
And
Happiness.
We would all be
F
R
E
E
D
So this world,
Would be
C O V E R E D,
In a blanket of
HOPE.
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This is a poem about human trafficking (modern slavery)