The Girls Are Not For Sale
Can you hear my voice
Can't you see my tears
Can't you see how small my hands still are
I'm the little
girl
Who wants to live her childhood
To play
To run
To sing
I want to grow up with my friends
I will go to school and be a good student
I will receive the best education
And I will graduate from the highest schools
I will be the person who can depend on herself
I want to be the woman who can protect her rights
To work and build my home
I want to be a lawyer
To defend the stolen rights
To Break the bad rules of jungle
To be a good and honest wife and the careful mother
When the right time comes
The girls are not for sale
When the old minds will understand that
When the cruel hearts will wake up to see
That the little girls are still pure angels
Do not steal away their rights to live
As a human being
They are not for sale
They need the innocent care
They need to feel safe
At the world surrounded with fear
Take off your nasty hands
The girls are not for sale
For the sake of millions of stolen childhoods
And their stolen futures and forgotten rights to have a future
And for those who are deprived from existing their normal lives.
Take off your nasty hands.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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