The Twenty Seven Million

Twenty seven million, All sold into human trafficking. Some children, some teens, some adults, Praying for a normal life. As a free person, I must help them. You must help them. We are their only hope. Can we save them all? I like to think that we can. What if that was your child, your sibling, your friend? The unthinkable could happen at any moment. Once a slave, it is almost impossible to get out. A lifetime of abuse and fear. I could not even imagine. How could someone do this? Not just once, but, Twenty seven million times.