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"Snatching Away The Innocence", POEM; A girl's journey into the tunnel of child trafficking

Updated on September 26, 2016
Girl Walking Poppy Field
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Green poppy fields, sunlit blue sky.

Sweet breeze ruffles my hair all the side.

Running behind the little grasshopper is so much fun and divine.

Laughter of my friend, sound of happiness, bottled in a cage, so wild.




Out came two hands from back of my side,

muffling my cries of help and screams aside.

Dragging away into a place where darkness reside.

My fear of unknown throttles me from inside.




Bright light pains my eyes,

I open them to see a man who has lost his prime,

sneering at me, babbling words, sounding so decoy.

Bile rises in my gut,

when he pushes himself between my legs.

His eyes dripping with lust, lust for my unripe body with almost no breasts.



I try to scream and push to move, but, there is no way it seems to do,

he is too stronger than me,

he is older than me,

he is stinking and I know he is enjoying this and laughing at me.



Minutes seems to pass like hours,

finally he got what he wanted,

now I hope he leaves and go away forever.

Alas! that is not what I feel he is thinking,

cos he is dragging me again,

with blood and pain running, along my limbs into some unknown terrain.

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Oh what a nightmare is this !

Here many are there of my age in small shirts and skirts,

laughing and eyeing men far beyond their wane,

but one deep look inside their eyes will reveal,

the buried sadness they trying hard to hide and just live.



Do I have to do what they do now?

Yes! I got the reply from that old leering man,

who shamelessly took away my innocence,

in an instant without a thought and with a deride.



Thrown into the darkness again,

Little food and water for my grumbling inside.

Coldness and loneliness garbs me tight.

Missing the voice of mama,

caresses of my nana,

and smile of my papa, deep in the night.



Morning will come without any hope.

Will I be trapped forever in the loop?

Will my prince come riding a pretty white horse?

Will he bring my favorite rag doll?

Oh god, tell my Papa to come fast and soon,

save me from this dark, stinky and scary hell hole!

I want to be with you all out there, and not stuck here in this dark, stinky and scary hell hole...



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Human trafficking is a very despicable ad horrific fact of our society. The child is the one who has to grow so fast breaking the chains of innocence and getting brutally entangled and sucked into the never ending loop of slavery. Slavery of other humans, in terms of child labor or in terms of sexual gratification of the powerful.

My poem is trying to express the journey of an innocent, naïve girl into the clutches of sex traffickers. Her hope of getting away and her innocent dream of prince charming to come her way.

Have you ever met a victim of child trafficking?

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      John Hansen 2 years ago from Queensland Australia

      Great and powerful Poem. Thank you for doing your part to put an end to this horrific practice. I also submitted a poem "Follow Me" to Poetry4Freedom. Great cause.

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      Salini 3 years ago from India

      Hey there, thank you for dropping in and Sorry for such a late response... thank you for your suggestion and I think I have send them this same poem for their ebook.

      Give my love to your sister.

      Take care.

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      legendarygraduate 3 years ago

      Have you ever thought of sending this to Poetry For Freedom? It is an e-book project seeking to bring awareness to this issue, through the use of heartfelt poems.

      I have written my own poem on child-trafficking, called "Six Live". When I read your Hub's poem, it made me feel so angry, because it made me think of what I would do if somebody ever tried to do this to my little sister! She is an adult now, but she is low-functioning autistic. She is a sweetheart, and I will never let sex-traffickers take her!

      Thank you for writing this wonderful Hub! Peace be with you, forever.

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      Salini 4 years ago from India

      Thanks Audrey for voicing your words here. It is indeed painful for the innocent mind who goes through these unfortunate events in their life.

      You take care and Have a nice day...:)

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      Audrey Howitt 4 years ago from California

      Such a painful read---I am at a loss for words right now--just a painful read---

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      Salini 4 years ago from India

      Hello Ed, thanks for dropping in and voicing your opinion about the matter at hand.

      Thank you for the compliment too.

      Have a nice day...:)

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      ahorseback 4 years ago

      There is nothing in the world more despicable than mankind at his worse . Not even in the animal world is there anything so cruel and unkind to a child as what some men will do . Awesome and an awakening hub !.......Ed

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      Salini 4 years ago from India

      @moneyfairy Thank you so much for posting your comment.

      To answer your question, No this has not happened to me or anyone that I know of. It is my view on sex trafficking .

      The laws and government policies are many it is the problem at the executing level that leads to this result.

      Thanks again.

      Have a nice day.

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      moneyfairy 4 years ago

      OMG this is so horrible what supposed humans can do to the innocent. How do they not feel guilty for what they have done???Have they no conscience??? I hope this poem was not about you??? This was powerfully emotional writing.... It makes me just want to hang all those evil men by their d***k's,How can they do that to inoocent young girls???so evil....How is this legal??? Why aren't they prosecuted?I saw a show once a few yrs. ago on PBS and there were some places that would help these girls escape but sometimes the predators would try to steal them back....their should be strickter laws ....I hope something is being done now...

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      Faith Reaper 4 years ago from southern USA

      Profound and thought-provoking no doubt. Excellent writer.

      You are a great poet. Voted Way up and sharing everywhere

      In His Love, Faith Reaper

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      Salini 4 years ago from India

      Hello Anil and Honey, glad you liked my poem. Thanks for that lovely compliment.

      Have a beautiful day ahead.

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      Anil 4 years ago from Kerala

      Hai doctor good, I can see some twinkling stones in this poem, thanks for sharing.

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      Salini 4 years ago from India

      @mizjo Thanks for posting your thoughts about these beasts. It is sad but true that it takes just few seconds to rip away the innocence and in turn life-long pain is entrusted on the poor receiver. Some strict laws/bills related to these heinous crimes should be universally passed.

      Thanks again.

      Have a great day ahead.

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      mizjo 4 years ago from New York City, NY

      There is so much deep sadness in the little girl, so suddenly snatched from innocent happy pursuits and thrown into a hell of despicable dirty slobbering beasts. These ugly criminals should be eunuchised when caught, and the hell with forgiveness and political correctness.

      Good hub, Life, keep up the good work.

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      Salini 5 years ago from India

      @Ebonny Hey gorgeous,

      Thanks for dropping in and appreciating my work. Glad you could connect with the soul of the poem.

      Have a beautiful day ahead.

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      Ebonny 5 years ago from UK

      The words in your first verse described the scene of joy and happiness so well that I didn't need the photo at all.

      When I got to the part where she was asking for her Papa to come I actually felt tearful. I rarely read poetry but I'm glad I stumbled across this very moving piece.

      Voted up and more.

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      Salini 5 years ago from India

      Thank you Frank for posting your comment. Have a great day ahead.

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      Frank Atanacio 5 years ago from Shelton

      my goodness this was very good... terrifyingly gritty...

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      Salini 5 years ago from India

      Thanks for liking this poem. I agree these traffickers are not to be called as human, they are indeed beasts.

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      Salini 5 years ago from India

      @ubanichijioke Thanks a lot for your lovely compliment and I am happy that you were able to feel the poem to its core.

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      Joanna Chandler 5 years ago from On planet Earth

      Hi this poem is sad but you wrote it wonderful, choose the right choice of words etc.

      Yes human trafficking is sure a horrific crime and so sad to know that there are beast out there than do this with a smile on their face and not a speck of guilt or shame. Matter of fact these aren't people but beast in human form.

      God will give them their just recompense.

      Thanks for sharing

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      Alexander Thandi Ubani 5 years ago from Lagos

      Ow god! Such a horrible story told in verses and stanzas. Such a sad tale. I just felt every bit of the word. You re an exceptional writer.

      Good work!