Don't Look The Other Way By Dr Usha Roopnarain Poem by Usha Roopnarain

A world that profits from human slaughter!
It happens in plain sight,
Not even thinking! Yes this could be someone's daughter.
It's just a transaction, so it's only money that they after.

Covered in the silence of the dark night.
Or sometimes in clear glistening sunlight
Children are brought in from everywhere, the young, the innocent
With only poverty to bare, sold to the highest bidder
O' the laws of supply and demand, never mind she has no slipper!
Flesh peddlers demanding more, this was supposed to be the Promised Land
An insatiable appetite and quest, a world of torture, a world or deceit.
Who will know we cheat?
It's a trade in human meat.
This is Unfinished business,
No one will bear witness, or will someone?
In a darkened corner, the innocent girls sit.
Their young bodies a commodity for anyone.
A trade in human meat, all on a table, where the perverted will eat.
More than their share.
Let's take a stand and show we care.