Chattel Slavery
Help me they pimp me
they treat me like a whore
in this society
they don’t ask me
if I want
to have sex they make me
sometimes watching
these
horrific acts happen
they shake hands
and make
deals without asking
concave eyes of loyalty
I’m
haunted
they don’t care
if I want
this
and when it’s all said and
done
and the child is born
I
don’t see the father anymore
they don’t seem to care
about my dignity
they seem to care less
about my stateliness
all they see
is my breeding
abilities
I don’t get a break
I don’t
get a babysitter
they sell my kids off
to
the highest bidder
they make me do it
again
and again …
they are not my friends
…
they kill me inside
my insides are scarred,
malnourished and sick
my body is crying to be
loved
and all I do is
get humped
on by them
no memorized numbers to
call
I’ve tried to escape…
tried
to run far away
but they track me down
beat
me
and keep making me do it
again and again
tears stain my cheeks
I cry
till I can’t speak
when I'm not doing what
they expect
they don't give a shit
about me
they can’t seem to feel my
struggle
my thoughts controlled by a
muzzle
I’m in a sex trafficking
legacy
as a front to pay bills
I'm
miserable and lonely
When it’s all over
I’m
unwanted
no lost and found posters
my statistics don't matter
the neighborhood watch
doesn't even know about me either
they've become careless
about my upkeep
because they care-less about me
I'll never be recognized
emaciated skeleton
they've disguised me as homely
another victimless list
I'm
missing and no one’s ever noticed
filthy cages and unsanitary
living conditions
and they’re ok with this
never to be free of this
puppy mill hell
the entire operation is bogus
