Imagine Slavery

a revised version from the original work of mine called, "Imagine" but this was revamped to slavery.

Imagine Slavery

Imagine, existing in a world reversed,  

A mirror of the life in which you’re immersed.  

Imagine, your children's hopes race to outrun  

The shadow of poverty, each day begun"  

In a desperate bid, you place them with care,  

Trusting a stranger to lighten your despair.  

Aria, a twin from Jamaican lands,  

Sold to adoption through unknown hands.  

While her other half, Dominic, rests with God,  

His life is a fleeting whisper, a path untrod.  

His being lingers only where shadows part"  

For those who gather, to auction his heart. 

Imagine the end of romantic dreams,  

To be cherished, desired, or so it seems"  

Desperate to grasp at a promised life,  

Only to find yourself bound in strife.  

Sorya, 26, from Honduras' land,  

Marked by a violent past, a heavy hand.  

The scars on her face tell stories untold,  

A haunting image, impossible to hold.  

She yields to the weight of a cruel decree,  

Succumbing to chains, a life in slavery.  

      Survival turns to a quest without end,

Where trembling hope longs for dreams to mend.

Imagine, the house of your youth stands bare,
A home on the outside, a prison of despair.

Alisha, a girl with her innocence torn,
Shuffled from place to place, forlorn"
Only to find the one sworn to protect
Now traffics her life in cruel neglect,
A parent turned pimp, her fate sealed tight,
In shadows, she battles for the light.

Imagine a land steeped in poverty’s weight,  

Where survival twists into cruelest fate.  

You wake to find, by your mother's hand,  

You’re forever disabled, unable to stand"  

Not for care, but to beg and deceive,  

A scorned hustler, taught only to grieve.  

And there’s little Heiu, just nine years old,  

Walking on hands, in a story untold,  

Turned away by a world that won’t see his cries,  

A child left broken beneath empty skies.  

Imagine Natalie, just sixteen years old,  

Invited to a VIP party, glittering and bold.  

But soon she’s posing for the underworld’s gaze,  

Unaware she’s crossed from freedom’s embrace.  

No longer in the borders of her homeland's care,  

She’s lost in a system, a silent despair.  

Imagine the authorities, their promises to save,  

To search and rescue from this dark wave"  

But jurisdiction falters, corruption prevails,  

And their empty pledges fade, as justice fails.  

Can you imagine lives stolen each day,  

By thieves in the shadows, lurking to prey?  

Predators hiding in social networks’ glow,  

While we’re distracted, our children, they know.  

Our focus diverted to matters less dire,  

As innocence fades in a world full of fire.  

When will we awaken, prioritize right,  

And guard our young ones against the night?  

(c) C.Kim, 2013

 

Reviews

[Teeya]

My this is such a profound piece of integral ink...as a mother it's so hard knowing this is a far cry from the imaginary world many try to pretend doesn't exist. You expounded on so many scenarios in great detail if one does not feel any compassion or the sincerity of your spirit, then a heart and soul he/she does not possess. Thank you so much for sharing this piece and I hope many more find insight from it.