HIM Alice, you child, show them your smile ALENA My name is not Alice An you know that well so, shut up and return to... HIM You little girl you must be nice, Alice, is sugar not spice ALENA Alice is a girl, not a car stuck in traffic! And if you dare think you can break me, Break ALENA! then you're wrong cause I, am strong and I still have fire in my eyes HIM She speaks lies she is submissive not a beast, so boys you may feast ALENA Fine! go ahead! But just take a listen Your sister, your mother, your baby cousin Imagine them as me HIM Shut up you insolent brat! ALENA No! because one, one day oh yess one day I'll never come back and I will no longer be a car, stuck in traffic
for my name is ALENA not ALICE!
This poem is speaking out against human trafficing. Let's end this destruction of boys' and girls' inncocents.