Enslaved Children Poem by louis rams

11/10/10

How can people think of children
as a commodity that they can buy or sell.
These are the people that should rot in hell.
There are women who get pregnant to make a living
They feel they have nothing in their lives worth giving.

Then here come the marketers-that with
Others their information they’ll share.
They find out from buyers what they want
In a child, and if they want it quick
Or can they wait a while.
If they want any child they can
Supply on on the spot.

Any particulars will take a little longer
And the price becomes harder and the
Search becomes stronger.
These marketeers have an underground
World Wide Web- supply and demand
Stays in their head.

These children are just figures on a tally sheet
The money they make, just can’t be beat.
Some children may find a good home
And possibly a good life- but the majority
Of them become sacrificed.

Put into slavery and prostitution at a very young age
Some are even locked up like animals in a cage.
No love, no schooling and very little to eat
A found dirty candy bar, is a fantastic treat.
Now starts another vicious cycle of this unending chain
Older kids preying upon younger children- just to survive.
This is the truth my friend- this is no lie.

Will any of these children be saved?
I don’t know! But we’ll take it day by day