Poem in response to Peace, Justice and Strong Insitution
April 2019
A day in the life of injustice
By Georgia Bernbaum
I wake up at 6:00 am
I eat my breakfast: waffles with syrup
I put on my clothes: new jeans and a t-shirt
I pack my backpack: notebooks, pencils, computer
I drive to school
I wake up at 4:00 am
I walk to get water: it is 3 miles
I make breakfast for everyone: porridge
I put on my clothes: an old dress and my hijab
I get my younger siblings ready: I have 6
I walk to work
I go to debate club and track
I earn an education and opportunities
I drive home: it is late
I do my homework
My mom cooks dinner
I work all day
I earn money
I walk home: it is late
A van drives by and I’m pulled in
I do not get dinner or to see my family again
I wake up at 10:00 am: it is Saturday
I make coffee
I turn on the news
Channel 2 is talking about a problem sweeping the world
Human trafficking: modern day slavery
I can’t imagine
I wake up: I think it is Saturday
My hands are tied
I’m in the dark
A man grabs me and drags me into another room
I am sold
I can imagine because this is my life and the lives of 40 million other people
This is human trafficking. This is injustice.