A dream, enigmatic, so fragile so frail,
In it is relayed a much sordid tale.
The girls they come from Santo Domingo,
Their innocence soon to be lost in a limbo.
For years they experience the world’s ravages,
Pounced on, abused by many male savages.
They think that their plight will be no more,
And so they embark for America’s shore.
Their folly my friends? Oh daring to dream,
That their lives would one day be wholesome and clean.
Twenty years later, there they do stand,
A shady street corner so close at hand.
One can see the pain in their eyes,
By daring to dream, they’re the ones most despised.
A dream, my friends so fragile so frail,
Elusive and wistful – a holy grail?
*Written by my friend, Mansi.
Monday, March 21, 2005
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