Child slavery
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‘Come.
’That is all the boy would say.
To get the foreigner's attention.
How awful it was.
That he knew no other word of communication.
all i could think about
when he pushed his way inside of me
was his enchanting stories of a better life
This is a slam for those who are broken
To speak of their pains and words unspoken
Bound in chains
Behind closed doors
Working hard for no pay
Children pay
Work and sex children do
Chocolate fun
Gone away
See you no more
Parents cry for lost ones.
