In the middle of the night While most of us sleep She's on the street So her pimp can earn his keep
Tight jeans or short skirts But always high heels She gives her final price To make grown men squeal
Down a dark alley She opens the car door Toys on the seat He throws them to the floor
She pulls out a rubber The last man's smell still on her face She puts his hard cock Into a well traveled place Her mouth Her vagina Her ass
She never made it to algebra Her math skills come from the street One John Two Johns Three Johns Four Fifty for a blow job Anal sex costs a whole lot more
She fucks like a big girl She's often been told She's been in The Life Since she was 11 years old
Raped in her own home By someone she knew HE was so much stronger SHE, a sixth grader no longer
It happened again when she was all of thirteen From that day forward She lost her self esteem
He saw her on a bus one day He bought her a fancy lunch This man's real nice, she thought She liked him a whole bunch
New clothes, long red nails He kept showering her with more Poor little girl had no idea what was in store
He then uttered three words Unlocked her heart with a key I love you He whispered Now do something for me
Have sex with that man And then make him pay This is your new job You'll do it day after day after day night after night after night
Then give me all the money You have no other choice I'll beat the fuck out of you If you ever raise your voice
The police kept arresting her and throwing her in jail Her pimp would just leave her there He'd never help post bail
The cops would demand Who's your pimp, what's his name? She'd never give it up cause it's all just part of "the Game"
At seventeen years old she feels washed up and tired She wants to get out of the Life but she cannot get hired
To do anything other than sucking a man's dick The only thing she knows how to do is turn tricks
People call her A hooker A slut A dirty whore
But she's just a child who, like all of us, dreams of so much more
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Dena
Jul 03, 2009 4:10 PM
Lisa,
Wow, what a poem. I cried as I read it, thinking of the poor children involved in this adult, perverted world at such a young age. What can we do to help these children get out of this life?
Also, I've also seen what is going on with your sister. I'm only one person, but what can I do to help? I will do as much as I possibly can. She (and you and your family) is in my prayers both day and night. But I feel like there must be something ele I can do.
Let me know how I can help.
Jana Dvorska
Jun 28, 2009 3:49 AM
Lisa, this poem brought me to tears... its' so powerful... I thank you for all the work you are doing... bringing awareness to so many causes around the world... the weak need help and the disparity between people needs to end as we are all the same. We are all human beings and hopefully one day as more and more people become aware and conscious of the fact that we are all ONE, true equality can be attained by all human beings. Love, Jana
Jeff Anderso...
Jun 17, 2009 6:26 AM
Lisa; I've appreciated you and your work from the first time I saw you on the View a few years ago...both as a person and fellow broadcaster of over two decades. I saw you again this morning, dealing with this awful ordeal with your sister. My heart and prayers are with you and your family... Just hang in there, I realize that sounds stupid and trite, but it's all I can say... If there is anything I can do to help please let me know. Jeff
Tom Goodwin
Jun 09, 2009 8:12 AM
Lisa, has anyone offered to go in place of your sister and friend? I am from Sacramento and would go in a heartbeat if it would set the two young ladies free. I am 65 years young and my heart is strong. See if someone else could volunteer. I am sure we would be better fodder and vex the North Korean despot.
Laura Fissin...
Jun 08, 2009 3:02 PM
Dear Lisa: It does indeed sound like your sister is in profound trouble in North Korea. My heart and my prayers are going out to you, and your family, and to the other imprisoned writer and her family. Is there any petition we can sign? Is there anything in addition to prayer that we can do to help?
May God fill you and all involved with great courage, and great optimism in the face of this situation. Many walk with you in spirit.
Sending you a digital outstretched hand -- Laura Fissinger
PETER KLAUSM...
Jun 01, 2009 5:05 PM
Hi Lisa. From the sound of tonight's newscast, your sister and her colleague are in real trouble. How can I (any of us) help? Is there a North Korea address we can write to? Sincerely,
Peter
irene
Jun 01, 2009 9:02 AM
I often have wondered how you could see the acrocities you have, yet still be so open to helping people & the world. I can see how writing the poetry is an outlet. So very sorry to see about your sister and her collegue in Korea. We will hope that they are released very soon. I wish you well in your life.. you have had such a powerful impact on the world.
G
May 28, 2009 8:42 PM
Dear Lisa,
Are you all right? It sounds like what you've seen and heard has really touched you and impacted you. But also wounded you.
May you find restoration and healing by being the voice to the girls who don't have a voice. You're doing a powerful work. *hugs*
Al
May 20, 2009 6:47 PM
What a nasty cunt. Talking about stinky cum on the face. And cocks and dicks.
anon
May 14, 2009 5:32 PM
I watched Slave Girls in India last night 5/13, and I was most amazed by Rinku. She is a courageous and selfless woman. And you Lisa Ling, thank you for being an inspiration to propel us to fight for justice!