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The Table Turned

 

The world is amazed at how the table turned,

as hungry men did what they must to feed their

starving wives and children, they picked from

the bin and feed themselves, they roamed

the streets in search of crumbs.

 
Then came the foreign workers and

the table turned. The men took a trade

most unfamiliar; the human batter, the

trading of money for a ransom to keep

alive the body and soul.

 
Quiet they were in their squalors.

Longsuffering they were in their pain.

Then came the infamous trade: kidnapping

for food. The kidnappers the victims, the

government the villains.

 
Young men now in hiding, feed like lords,

as the human trade blossoms like plants

in mid summer’s sun. The natives scream

the world bewildered at how the table turned.

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Cathy

19 years 2 months ago

Good Work

Very good work..  A piece of truth brough to words that most are afraid to even speak.. well done..

 

Cathy