Poems about Human Trafficking
Crossing the border threw the dessert land
Crossing the border threw the dessert land, nobody knows if they will make it here.
Wearing the same close they wore for days over a week with out food or drank.
Nobody wonders, never asked their name, but when immigration comes they claim they
didn't know it was fake.
Our border sit in the dessert land, angels come take souls from their.
Their body sits on a old dessert rock, forgotten nobody the world forgot.
Baren the burden of an illegal world, no wonder we wish we had never been born.
Through the the abuse and the pain, we stand hard as a stone in the war of a world we can
not rise above.
But with our faith and our wings will fly to a place where we are all loved to
GOD CREATOR
I GET LOST IN THE CITY BUT NOT ON HWY 10.
I have never lived in the city, but I have ran hwy 10 plenty.
I never been a trucker but I have ran some loads.
4 days of driving with out any sleep.
CPS judge pissed off because I didn't do it in 3.
He says he going to take my kids if it happens again.
I get lost in the city but not on hwy 10.
It all started when I smuggled my old man in from Mexico.
When he saw how easy it was that was all he wrote.
The Mayor wanted some, the Sheriff then all their kin.
I get lost in the city but not on hwy 10.
You should see how our little town has grown.
Every single day it looks more like Mexico.
The Minutemen are marching but all they can do is complain.
Because the the CPS judge and the FBI judges names the same.
Every body talks about how illegals are illegal and to work them is wrong
but you can find all you need at Home Depot to take home.
All the laws say having slaves is illegal and everyone is free
but you have to pay for your smuggling before your ass can leave.
If you think you can call for help , you better think again
because everyone from the Sheriff to the Federal Judge
Is who had your ass smuggled in.
Now I live in the city, I do not run hwy 10 any
I do not play trucker or run any loads
one whole year with them torturing me
Judge very pissed of because I am telling everyone I meet
He has let me know I never again have my kids.
I may go to slammer but I taken all to my crooked friends!
Buried with no name.
Every body has felt like a nobody once or twice.
Everybody is a somebody until they die.
People sell themselves everyday to be somebody.
People die as nobodies on the journey to be somebodies.
Truck loads, Bus loads with every body wanting to be somebody.
Thinking selling their self to somebody as no bodies will give them a chance
to buy their selves back as somebody
Packed like sardines with everybody who think they are nobodies, on a journey
to sell themselves to the somebodies in hopes to be one day, a somebody, but
end up buried with no name which is when they really become NOBOBY.
DEDICATED TO ALL WHO DIE ON THE BUS LOAD OF
SOMEBODIES ON THEIR WAY TO BE SOMEBODY AND DIE
AND WAS BURRIED AS NOBOBIES DEC.12 1998 IN JALACA
HIDALGO MEXICO AFTER THE BUS FELL 200 METER OFF THE
SIDE OF THE MOUTAIN WHILE ON THE WAY TO AMERICA
TO BE SMUGGLED IN.
Paralyzed
The first time he hit me I was paralyzed with fear.
The next ten years I just had tears.
The first time I only had black eyes
Finlay I was paralyzed
You would think he would stop when he ruptured my spleen
But he would continue to beat me on my hands knees.
He has he held me under sewage water
He would brag how he could kill me and
no one would even investigate my murder.
Scared to stay but too scared to leave
It took him trying to bury me alive to make me see.
He swore he would find me if I ever left
But If I stayed I would end up dead.
With missing organs and paralyzed
I climbed out the window late one night
physically disabled, emotionally distrot
The last15 years will never be forgot
The Power of one rebel
Along time ago lightning struke an indian trail in two places aproximately ΒΌ mile apart. From each other burning two great wholes in the ground. When Word got back to the Chief He said this was because mother earth had a rule that lightning must strike two places similtaneausly. The chief was old, wise and no one had ever question his wizdom so eveyone believed him. Everyone but this young rebel soul. So This Young rebel ask How do you Know? Has any one ever seen this happen? The Chief say no I just know! Everyone begain to think. While evey was still in Shock and thinking, The rebel boy Suggest they make an observation. He reminded the tribe how the chief claims lightning strikes the same place twice so this could be done since the chief is ALWAYS RIGHT! The tribe became outrage at the fact this young rebel challanged the chief, so the young rebel had to run to exile in the wilderness. Three others agree with the rebel and went with him. The chief began to notice one by one the tribe began to show doubt and wonder how could he know if no one has ever seen it happen.
As the group of rebels grew the group set out to expose the chief to what the rebel called the loyalist.
The inter circle of the tribe began to paint the number 2 to show their loyalty to the chief.
One of the rebel said we will measure out the distance between Piont A and point B of the lightning strikes have someone stand in the middle to see if the lightning strikes similtaneausly. But This caused a second rebel group to develope because now a second group began to claim that the first rebel has secret knowledge about the travel of light and knows it will take longer for one the lightning to reach his eyes than the other due to the fact the land in not flat between point A and point B, and has had a secret plan to us this knowledge to deceive us into following a new system so he can control the tribe and inslave them all. He claims that the tribe should be cheifless and each membor should be equal. So the second group clears the land between point A and B and flatten the land which took a lot of man power so the second group began to scare the chief for he knew he had to show he had this power to know things without seeing in order to intimidate these young stronge men. So while the two group set out to expose the chief, The went and consoulted the white man. Now that the land was flat and each group voted on the 3 men that would take shift standing in the middle to see if the lightning was similtaneaus. The tribe began to wait for the lightning. Finaly during a shift change the lightning struke again. The 3 men on horses ridding toward the point A and a way from point B to do the shift change cliamed the lightning was a few seconds apart while the 3 men in the middle claim it was simitaneaus. The conflict between the 3 group began violate. The chief by then had came back from the white men with 2 mirras and two very tall medal poles that he had traded his two daughters for. The Chief explain how that he went to the white Gods and that they gve him great knowledge he explain relativity the best the primitive chief could based on how he some what understood it from when the white man tried to explain it to him. He then said he had been give great powers that he was going to show during the next thrunderstrom and that he also was going to show that the lightning strike similtaneausly. So the chief went and but the very tall medal poles at point A and Ponit B he then but the two big 2 by 4 mirrors in the middle inclinded at 90 degrees.
The very next time a thurder storm came
the whole tribe went and sat in the middle looking into the mirrors.
Just as the amazment of how the mirrors seem to make two of everything
was settling into these closed minded primitive people the lightning
struck discharging an electrical charge into these pole for 2
minutes. The Tribe frighten rose up Unitedly killed the chief and set
out to kill the WHITE GODS.
