My Poetry. Human Trafficking.

Everything paid for, and more  
from poverty to a good life
"you will want for nothing"
You can also bring your wife!

Crushed in pokey vans
with little or no air
driven to tiny squats
No one will even care.
Uneducated young children
brought to a strange place
Who will ever miss them?
Kids fallen from grace.

Used for cheap labour
for companies who don't ask why
groomed for prostitution
No protection will apply.
What are the Government doing?
To end this illegal act
never went through immigration
No dignity intact.

Thousands of people kidnapped
expecting a life so good
the choice of accommodation
The promise of substantial food.

The horror of this act
is aired in public voice
but still it always happens
Sometimes with no choice.
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