Human Trafficking

Bundles of innocent life Human flesh as merchandise Stacked together in cold metallic containers Their roots uprooted by sharp cold hands Their destination unknown Horrible acts of pure injustice Perpetuated in the name of profit Caskets of broken spirits Hauled over black unmarked routes Through the dark alleys In a cold inhospitable manner On the way to the black market Where human being are chained to a price Exchange rates muffled Human beings are disposed To the highest bidder In this court of injustice There is no mercy Young and old Recklessly sold To a cold blooded animal