Uncategorized

Mercury Pawns

 Written for dVersePoets
This 2nd Tuesday of January 2013
Inspired by Jessica Kristie
ANNOUNCING!
Jessica Kristie’s NEW BOOK Barbed-Wire Butteflies
Writing Notes:
 On Sunday there was a writing prompt by @dVersePoets asking us to write on becoming adults, times of transitioning.  The prompt also referred to changes that take place in a caterpillar’s life.  I thought of the butterflies and was immediately reminded of Jessica Kristie’s work on human trafficking.  I have been wrestling with this ever sense.  I could not stop thinking.  Through dreaming, worrying and then finally working to write something down, I began my journey.  These are complex issues and critical times for all of us! Making a difference only happens when we are first aware!  

In this refugee world where we go missing
Human trafficking reduces us to slavery
We fall prey to lies
Circumstances dictate control so they say
Reducing civility into intolerance
And justice into torture
Ambushed by invisible foes
No safe place
Not for them, no, not for them
We are but mercury pawns
Dripping into the money swaps
Of greed and lust
Emerging
Transformation before our eyes
As we each stand up one-by-one
Enough is enough
From green unseen
To translucent free
Open ended and split
We emerge wholly transformed
Succeeding against all odds
Anchored by others
Changed forever
Transition
Between daylight and dark
When we are crossing over
Between the safe and unsafe
As lifetimes are so easily torn
Shredded
And trapped
Our innocence stolen
We are like ships
Surrounded by what frees us
And bound by what destroys us
Arriving
A way exists
Of community and hope
Strength when standing together
Taking care
Nurturing
Making a safe place
Where we grow and flourish
No, not short changed
Whole
Prayer
When looking into your eyes
I know deep in my soul,
But “by the grace of God go I”
Resource Links:
Youtube: Human Trafficking Documentary
Tampa, Florida
Advertisements

16 thoughts on “Mercury Pawns”

  1. ugh…what a hard topic….i support an organization here locally and have friends that actually travel with them…but ladies go into the bars in the thailand and buy out the prostitutes for hte night and take them to a safe place to learn a new trade and have a 'night off' until they can break free….your poem made me think of them, slightly different but…

    Like

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s