The Girls Are Not For Sale Poem by Sossi Khachadourian

Can you hear my voice

Can't you see my tears

Can't you see how small my hands still are

I'm the little
girl

Who wants to live her childhood

To play

To run

To sing

I want to grow up with my friends

I will go to school and be a good student

I will receive the best education

And I will graduate from the highest schools

I will be the person who can depend on herself

I want to be the woman who can protect her rights

To work and build my home

I want to be a lawyer

To defend the stolen rights

To Break the bad rules of jungle

To be a good and honest wife and the careful mother

When the right time comes

The girls are not for sale

When the old minds will understand that

When the cruel hearts will wake up to see

That the little girls are still pure angels

Do not steal away their rights to live

As a human being

They are not for sale
They need the innocent care

They need to feel safe

At the world surrounded with fear

Take off your nasty hands

The girls are not for sale

For the sake of millions of stolen childhoods

And their stolen futures and forgotten rights to have a future

And for those who are deprived from existing their normal lives.

Take off your nasty hands.