mamma is not for sale
mamma is a little girl
a girl
like just born
her smile still smiling
her lips
not yet kissed
by demonic dealings
not yet touched
by human suffering
stranded living
and she stands amist buyers
a child lone without mother
or a motherless child
nights are now brighter
in the world of sinner’s laughter
mamma is not for sale
mamma is a little girl
still so naïve about this hell
she knows everything is for sale
she didn’t know
she too is here for sale
she still don’t know
in the misleaded roads of
crowded human trafficking
the signs of yellow, green
and
red lights
for the mouth of greed
she becomes the appetiser
in the world of sinning human
she becomes a sinner
mamma is a little girl
mamma is not for sale…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem