Friday, April 04, 2008

poem4 - anonymous

Slipping in and out of the shadows
Hiding in dank doorways
Sliding into view when a car appears
Dressed to allure, revealed to tempt

She came here on a promise
From her home overseas
Lured by a job, a flat and a future
Little did she know what awaited her

Concealed at safe distance
A sinister figure skulks in the shadows
Watching his terrified victim
Plying his loathsome trade

One day she will disappear
Unknown, anonymous, a number
She will be replaced by another
Then another then another and another


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  1. Beautiful poem, Very sad but true.
    Keep up the good work, Keith!
    Take care

  2. broken dreams, borken heart...

    sad and true....

  3. no recognition, sad,that's the worst part i suppose....unknown, anonymous..

    thank you - each new poem is brilliant

  4. This is the sadder for it being so prevalent. So many exploited women, some of them not more than children.

  5. ewww how sad and dark Keith. I feel sad for her.