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Human Trafficking

All these forked-tongue snakes
draping in diamonds and pearls,
Fake role models,
Bruise our boys and girls
Impressionable minds, Our future crisis...
The little babies are crammed in dark places
Secret compartments filled with human sacrifices,
Labored faces, it's burden time
Where the rich and famous push out a slave man's grind,
Beating us down real fine
The secret world's way
Building invisible bridges and filling empty cases
The Dream...we should all pray...
I mean...because evil fills the eyes of all races,
Destroying the young in their prime

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Robert Anthony James

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Human Trafficking