Chapter 1
Whenever I see another child sold I go into sadness into thought. Whenever they speak they tell us all we are not somethings to feed for nothing. Earn money or we will kill you. There is not much in tow in your mean little body that you don't give.
That we must all be earning money and minting it by the time we are older than themselves. That life was sad and odd and difficult and we would toughen up and behave.
"We live in an age where children are never sold and we live well and able to take over our time and ourselves so sod off." Said the deity the wordsmith the local knowledge. Why it is the most cool society ever, We are all provided we do not starve.
Someone gave her children her shoulder to eat.
"Not a fact?"
"It was in the news."
But those who are poor they are sold right and left and we have done nothing but look on.
"To provide for our families."
"Good lady just give us money."
"We know what you are doing we know it well. It is the panic button you are talking about the world gone to seed."
Movement round the world except nobody is moving.
Half the world lives on the brink of hunger.
"Well the other half is fine."
"I'm alright Jack."
"We are all alright right?"
"The confused mind."
"Rather her than me she is mad of course."
"How much money sir?"
"No money go away my wife is here."
"That we have killed civilisation because of sex?"
"Sexy gorgeous woman wives and children."
Fires burn for sex.
"Yes your ladyship."
"Now run along to your hostel."
"We do not acknowledge your love for that man because he so rich, He is so likely to make ours happy."
"We know the values and all that."
"Pennies for your thoughts?"
"Well it was nice talking to you my lady."
"Heal the world."
We believe.
"We behaved well."
"We threw her to the dogs and let the pack finish her off because as a teenager she was a racist,"
"Off line ."
"I am not a racist my parents were."
"Stop speaking right now."
"But Miss I only repeated what she said."
"It is working with the workshy. Mind your tongue. It is wagging the tongues."
"I will see to it she never troubles us again?"
"A racist in our school? And it is a black school."
"But ?"
"Open the door and tell her to get something right."
"What do you dread so we can make you do it endlessly?"
"Endlessly madam?"
"Well yes we want to know what you most fear so you can spend your life doing it."
"Work."
"Make me a cup of tea or something."
"How comforting to know this."
I ran along to my house or flat above a shop. That there is a wardrobe a bed and a bedside cabinet but when I am in it is my castle.
Come I was still young I thought I would figure a way out of this mess. But time is not timid. It takes its toil like a troll. The eyes of age surround me.
Ouch James you fool. But then he did ask for me. He did indeed but he did not stay to find me change my answer.
I had been a abused child did not want to abuse his child. His only child. If something like that had happened it would have ended a perfect love. I did not want to end myself and him. I wanted it to continue even if I had to become a basement worker.
His wife loves his diamonds more than him.
I loved him but he was taken from my wretched arms.
We must never stop working like stopped clocks when we stopped working we would be dead. Dropped in litter and made off without a tick and a tock.
In Cyprus and across the Muslim world they would do a slave trade. But here in Europe they are waiting to be joined in? All the boat people somehow part of our ordeal. Do we reason as such do we know it? "Another couple of hundred have died."
" Sink their ship. Do not let them in."
Stealing is bad for the soul. Stealing is when one goes to hell one has the stolen goods on the hairs on that face.
"Slavery is bad for you all."
"But we all enjoy cruelty."
"Families would murder their own for money."
"We love you believe in you."
"We foster children."
"No need for adoption anyone with a home can become a foster parent and no need to play in the same game."
"Child abusers no problem just get another name another identity another photo and there it is."
"We will foster now children."
"We have done for them to such an extent."
"The defender of the poor."
"The destroyer of innocence."
" I will drown you". He went insane.
" dad is never going to be a good man."
He was doing a good trade buying and selling when he went into education. Slave traders should never read books it is bad for them.
"You are going to hell?" I would say to dad and he went and threw his head on the wall. he said he would hit his head on the wall. What had he done to deserve such a lazy kid?
I stamping my feet and doing the work in the kitchen at the same time.
"Slavery is a bad idea is it?" dad asked.
"Cot death is bad daddy?"
When Cypriots did not bite. He went to Turkey. Elsewhere his ideas have become assimilated. In the criminal world he a salesman. Every con is now directed at getting other people to do the work. Now big business.
Slaves now the normal thing to happen to women who go into debt men too must do something to pay bills. Gamed your life have you not?
How they tackle the people they must enslave is they go in groups and there is always nothing much to see except what the victim fears. There is almost this enjoyment in their hunt. They do not even feel anything at all but the jest of the chase as if hunting a animal.
"This work shy animal must be made to do the work."
"I am working dad."
"I want you to become a stripper."
"I am stripping wall paper now go away."
"No money in it."
