Flash Trade Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

It is deeply kicking
And sadly striking
The open question of human trafficking
The wounds are openly licking

So long we are here
The problems shall persist there
So long we have sex lust
There shall be thrust

Poverty is main reason
Parents are forced to this profession
Girls are even sold today
There is no other way

Until we settle economic hardship!
No amount of work shall help
To remove this curse on earth
It is pushing many girls to death

The flash trade is thriving
The dance bars are deriving
Some lucrative returns
Many girls willingly turn

Let us not become impracticable
Even though it shall be real struggle
Mere lip's service shall render no solution
Empty stomachs asks for concrete resolution