After watching the Passion Video...

That girl, she haunts me

her eyes hold mine through

time and distance and

she could be me, 

my sister, 

my brother,

my friend. 

She was sold

and redeemed.

But in my mind...

All of these voices

Echo my choices

Day in and day out.

How many people do I enslave by

The things I buy, things

I do. Things I think nothing about

And nothing about the lives

That produce them.

What would it take to stop

What I cannot see

Half a world away?

What can I do, my hands feel

Tied.

I’ve tried.

But those voices still resound

In my day today.

They say there are more slaves

In this world right now than

Any other time,

Can it be true? Can I be so blind

To think my life

So disconnect

From their lives touching mine?

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