For the victims of human exploitation; there is a voice, there is hope…
I stand. Enslaved.
My voice is not heard
My cries go unanswered
Evil men hold me down
Nightmares are my reality
I stand. Rejected.
My people have abandoned me
My worth determined by profit
No voice calls for my freedom
Their eyes look away in shame
I stand. Alive.
My hope is not shattered
My spirit not yet crushed
I am a survivor of hell
There is Truth greater than this life
I stand. Human.
My worth can not be numbered
My value beyond this world
I am no less than those people
There are many more just like me
I stand. Free.
My voice is heard
My story is part of the answer
A soul can not be shackled
Truth can not be contained
by leah 11/1/09
