I wrote this poem in honour of all the teenage girls sold and trafficked into sexual slavery. May those who work tirelessly via different agencies to free them and end this horrific act be blessed immeasurably. As for the perpetrators of this crime, I leave you in the hands of the Almighty God.
You look at everything and everyone with disdain.
Your words are filled with contempt
I am looked upon with disdain
I am the object of men’s contempt
For you, life is one big experiment.
You take everything for granted
The world is your oyster
For you, the sky is the limit
I am the experiment
Men take me for granted.
My world is but a small oyster.
I hardly ever get to see the sky.
You have no cares or responsibilities
Life is yours for the taking
The money you spend on trivialities in a night
Is more than enough to secure my freedom for life
My skin bears the tell-tale signs
Of whipping and scourging so sore
My sole purpose in life is to please
Men, who, for me, have no regard
Your mother complains every time she tidies up after you
But it’s really just a humble brag
She’s thankful for the opportunity to look after you
And proud to call you her own
My step-mother sold me into slavery
My mother died when I was a baby
She was glad to get rid of me in order to save her children
For the price I fetched fed my family for a week
Your laughter rings out, unrestrained and loud
Your friends are numerous and proud
Your opportunities are limitless
Your problem is too much choice
I have no reason to laugh or smile
No friends to call my own
Cruelty is my constant companion
My problem is I am trapped.
So the next time you decide to complain
About the unfairness of your life
Because you were not allowed out to that party
Or couldn’t buy that outfit or latest gadget
And whenever you are tempted to reject a home cooked meal
In favour of eating out instead
Or complain your bedroom’s too small
For your countless clothes and shoes
Remember me and be thankful
Your life is full and bountiful
Count your blessings and be grateful
That unlike me, you are no one’s fool.
Appreciate your friends and family
Be content with your lot
What I wouldn’t give to be in your shoes
Instead of a teenage sex slave.