Siyabonga Njica

Behind Closed Doors

Behind closed doors,
Abandoned souls so cold & left alone..
Begin to destroy their valued goals
By dwelling upon dusty roads.

Behind closed doors,
Their juices flow,
Their lechery engendering a drastic blow:
A heart so torn,
A stranger unkown,
An unborn beckons
In a life that takes no form.

Behind closed doors,
Their tears fill the floor,
Their bodies bruised by these rigid walls.
A slave to many,
Abused & depicted as a whore.
Her life now changed,
Never will be the same as before.

Behind closed doors,
Their voices remain unoticed,
Their tragic screams of help so unpleasant it echoes in my concious.
A woman now tamed, tortured & overwhelmed by physical pain.
Eager to go again,
For a chance of better pay.

Behind closed doors,
She dons her short skirt hoping to be noticed.
The night now falls, darkness creeps
& leaves with her dignity-she's hopless!
She's a victim of a silent crime the world is currently battling,
She's a victim of a sudden epidemic
Called Human Trafficking.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 23, 2013
Poem Edited: Thursday, May 23, 2013

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A poem about gender based violence and exploitation of women.

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