Poetry — Human Trafficking


Della Smith Human Trafficking

I’m not the ugly things you say I don’t like what you call me I don’t enjoy your cruel touch Or the way that you defile me I’m screaming on the inside Please stop and let me go I don’t want to do these things I want to tell you NO!!!!! I’m not an object, thing or toy I am a human being I’m not some invented fantasy I hurt, I’ve got real feelings The only pleasure going on Is happening in your mind Just because I must obey Doesn’t mean it’s fine I’m longing for a gentle touch Not...

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