27 Million
27 million, in bondage around the globe.
27 million, searching for an open road.
27 million, desperate for help.
27 million, cannot even produce a yelp.
27 million, are being traded every day.
27 million, their world is gray.
27 million, abused each night.
27 million, wanting to be free like a kite.
27 million, are trafficked around the world.
27 million, waiting for a sister or mom to help them have their hair curled.
27 million, are slaves.
27 million, wanting to dig their own graves.
27 million, in bondage around the globe.
27 million... sold.
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