Saturday 15 December 2018

Poetry 2018, Featured Poet, Giftsy Dorcas


Red shadows trailing, wombs are wailing
Drowning in the misery of flesh trade…
Degraded, fondled, price tagged
Ruffled hair, buried dreams
Numb pain, dumb voice
Living horror, endless sorrow
Body putrefied, Soul disoriented
Enticed or threatened
Trampled by money power
Trapped by human trafficking
Baby to Barbie
Leeches are sucking
Red life
Torches are showing
Red light
Lockers are filling
Red money.
What is her life behind this secluded ghetto?
Red life, Red light, Red money.

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