Trafficked

bloodyhandcuffs
 
Somewhere over the rainbow
Someone will hear my cry of “No”
 
Lured in a parking lot
Before I knew it, my arms tied in a knot
 
Could this be happening?
Head against his car slapping
 
Eyes blindfolded
The terror has unfolded
 
Taken to a cold house
He tore open my blouse
 
Threw me onto the bed
Monster and his friends then fed
 
Once untied
I asked why and cried
 
“Right place at the right time,”
He said, “You’ll earn me a pretty dime”
 
I stared out the window
From this place of hellish limbo
 
And saw a line of men
Foxes to devour a hen
 

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