untitled pain
the child cries out in pain and hurt
been sold treated like dirt
ravaged, beaten, and raped again and again
So much pain so much pain
what did I do so very wrong
to be taken and used this way
sold for a price each and every day
So wrong so wrong I hear you say
but what do you do today
You hear you cry you talk
then your eyes and ears are turned away
someone somewhere is helping im sure
theres people out there I dare say helping them right now today
Stop!!! Think if all of us thought that way nobody safe all taken away
that child it cries for warm loving arms
to hold and protect from harm
Where's my mummy where's she gone
what did I do so very wrong
I hear the foot steps coming again oh no!!! more hurt more pain
I ask you please don't turn away I hurt I want my mummy again
Help me please don't turn away
Trafficked children happens every day
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