I see you one in a line of hundreds
Forced to stand for sale
No longer seen as human
Rather a product for purchase
I stop, I say hello
We talk
I move on
Your next ‘customer’ awaits
How different is my life to yours
All I know is freedom
All you can see is captivity
Yet our lives collide
I want to come and make it right
Snatch you from that place of horror
And never let you return
But I can’t
Some come running
Others are scared
What will you do?
There is a battle going on
But take heart the war has been won
I leave you in the hands of the Father
May you find peace
May you find Freedom
It is found in the arms of Christ
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