Trafficking is a world epidermic

Trafficking is a world epidermic

A Poem by ROSALIND
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we have to stand up for what is right

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Loose girls sell their souls to many men
don't they even realize the consequences
as they lie and wait lustfully at men
driving by in their posh little cars
they quickly open their car doors
to let these young women in.
Taking advantage for their prosperous
gain, "don't they even have a conscious," 
or what, stripping the body of  soul and spirit.
what has become of our society,?
We all stop and stare and watch while
our good and moral values are destroyed.
trafficking is a world epidermic were
men have enslaved not just women
but both sexes, and worst of all
young children are more vulnerable
to this barbaric  behavior  life's torn apart.
some one needs to make a moral stand
Our world has gone completely mad
thinking of there own selfish needs
and not caring about others
what on earth has happened to
our world.?   
 A sick society
ruthless, men lie and wait for their
monstrous gain
stealing and robbing
a beautiful thing that God had
created for marriage.
turned love making into
a vile and pornography.
children life's wrecked
their innocence stolen
what has on earth is happening
to our world ......                  

© 2012 ROSALIND


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what stories
are carried
in these souls?

what chain of events
brings them here?

what darkness
awaits
for those who escape, perhaps, the only way they know?

women
for all of time
have been available
for a
"fee"

seen as "loose"
and "selfish"

but survival
is not always as easy as it seems...

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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you must have felt so good when you compleyed this moving piece...congratulations

Posted 12 Years Ago


Im very glad you wrote this poem. The world needs to wake and realize you cant sell people, its sick and wrong. Yet society accepts and keeps on doing this. People need to say "I am not for sell". Anyway great read, good work :3

Posted 12 Years Ago


what stories
are carried
in these souls?

what chain of events
brings them here?

what darkness
awaits
for those who escape, perhaps, the only way they know?

women
for all of time
have been available
for a
"fee"

seen as "loose"
and "selfish"

but survival
is not always as easy as it seems...

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Now it is perfect, Rosalind!


Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

People talk of hell on earth. Well, there you go! You presented it shockingly. As it should be.
This is a great editorial type piece that highlights a loss of respect and honor that all people deserve. Greed and lust are powerful forces. To overcome them is no small task. And so many of us do not even try and that is the shame we bare.

Now for the writing help. I hope they help.
Loose girls sell there (their) souls to many men
don't they even release (realize) the consequences
Taking advantage for there (their) prosperous

Over all the is very powerful. I am impressed.

Posted 12 Years Ago


its a frightening reality. We are so casual with "life"

Posted 12 Years Ago


The truth in this poem is shattering. Byt the world is not just recently come to this, merely to a realization of it.

Posted 12 Years Ago


This is frightening truth. Lots kidnapping of young girls and boys. Have u see the documentary "Born Into Brothels"?

Posted 12 Years Ago



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ROSALIND

EDINBURGH, lothian , United Kingdom



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