Forsaken.

Forsaken.

They pass unnoticed in café crowds,
the black-penciled eyes of
pre-teen beggar girls.

Treading cement dust they strut, mouths
painted in innocence but out,
adult ways to learn.      

Flaunting bodies not yet mature, how
tragic the flesh-trade making
young w****s of the poor.

Such females led to de-flowering
expect no better passage 
to paying futures.

When will this cruel insane world yield
to the needs of these forsaken children ?

 

Reviews

[R.E. Ray]

Fay, I as read this piece, I thought about how such things were once confined to third world countries. It's now all over the US, even the smallest and most rural areas. Human trafficking, for sex and labor, is a growing problem worldwide, made easier for traffickers with social media, and a tragic trap for a generation (girls and boys) who find refuge and comfort online. You've captured that tragedy well in this poem. Regrettably, I have no answer to the question in your last stanza. Moving work, Fay.

[Fay Slimm]

Ray, the problem is as you rightly say has spread from the third world to other places and boys too along with young girls are increasingly used for human trafficking........... answers must soon be found by those who know more than ourselves what this is doing to the next generation........ thank you so much for adding your thoughts and experience of the problem in the US - - - greetings from Fay in Cornwall U.K.

[Lorry]

There are sadly those who don't care about life other than their own and what they can do to others to better their own lot. It's sad how much we humans can lack humanity.

[Fay Slimm]

Yes I truly agree Lorry - - very sad indeed that young people are abused in this way.......... thank you for your thoughts on this subject..... Fay

[Neville]

I think we are far more aware of what goes on today although of course such stuff has always gone on... loved the message and crafting of this post my friend..

[Fay Slimm]

Thank you for your in-put to this cry in the wilderness Nev......... 'tis most appreciated my friend.......................... Fay

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and the worst part of it is that most of them think this is the life they deserve...which is so untrue...having to grow up so young and sell themselves for food and shelter...
no one should live like this...you capture this so well with your words...you put us in the thoughts and hearts of those who are insanely made to survive at such a young age.
well done, Fay,
j.

[Fay Slimm]

Thank you jacob - your review outlines the message my few words tried to portray - - these many girls have no other way to go often and end with ravaged futures.......... they deserve far better than this and my poem being a cry in the wilderness was posted to at least bring their fate to readers' attention.

[Chris Shaw]

I watched a TV programme a couple of days ago about young girls being forced into this work. I'm pretty sure it was in Bangladesh where whole villages had been set up with literally hundreds of girls, some as young as eleven waiting for trains carrying men to arrive where they were paid for their services. In this day and age it beggars belief that children are little more than a commodity to be used and abused in this way. It is truly shocking as well as sickening. Thank you Fay for raising this subject and reminding us of their plight, and not forgetting that we have some of this going on closer to home. Eloquent as always, you have touched on a subject that needs to be aired and frequently.

Chris

[Fay Slimm]

My thanks Chris for understanding the plight these unfortunate and abused girls are in - whether near or far we should be aware and protest every way we are able - the despicable trade needs attention by those who could put a lid on its activities - as you rightly say it not only shocks but is sickening as well......... gratitude for your supportive review of Forsaken............. Fay