I slunk into it
from under their eyes
from out of their grip.
That shady hiding place
holds the frightened
like a friend keeping a secret.
I should have trusted it
before trusting them.
The dark kept me alone
without anyone who cared
but without anyone who didn't.
Running from pain
led me to pain.
I couldn't speak it.
None of us could.
Some of us don't.
Is this the world?
Are the weakest
always the pawns of the strong?
Will no one act on behalf
of those who's only hope
is to hide in the night?
To read Manna's story visit http://ijm.org/resources and view the 'Sex Trafficking Factsheet' pdf.
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