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Sean Wheeler lives and works in Colorado. He was sex trafficked from around age 5 until age 9 and he experienced other forms of abuse for some 15 years, including having been used in child inappropriate contentography. Sean is the author of the book Wretch available at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Walmart, iTunes in books and through other outlets. Today, Sean speaks out on the issue of boys and child abuse. He is also the founder of Starfish Ministries, a 501(c)3, in Colorado.
And his powerful poem:
My Image…
Give voice to the words that cannot be spoken.
Speak words for the voices that cannot be heard.
Look at their eyes and tell what you see.
Look in their eyes, you’re looking at me.
There in a cage and trapped in a place.
No way out and led to disgrace.
The camera looks on, an unblinking eye.
The images caught; do you see me cry?
I am 7, one of 3 children there.
Adults with us too, and us in despair.
Look at my eyes and tell what you see.
Look in my eyes and inside of me.
In that place I’m a thing, to them nothing more.
Used hit and hurt, what comes next, what’s in store?
AND THEN…
To many years trapped in that place.
But I’m no longer there, and I have a face.
I have a heart and a soul and things now to do.
I have a purpose today, to reach out to you.
Look in my eyes and what do you see?
My image restored, the real me.
A voice, restored and meant to be heard.
Look in my eyes, I want you to see.
No broken child, but a man who is FREE.
For more creations of those who have been forced into the worst of crimes, check out the Survivor Gallery that Polaris Project compiled: Survivor Gallery | Polaris
May we all pray, in whatever manner fits our spirituality, for an end to the horrific crime of human trafficking. Until then, may we celebrate the achievements of those who have been through it, and always offer support in any way we can to those around us.
And his powerful poem:
My Image…
Give voice to the words that cannot be spoken.
Speak words for the voices that cannot be heard.
Look at their eyes and tell what you see.
Look in their eyes, you’re looking at me.
There in a cage and trapped in a place.
No way out and led to disgrace.
The camera looks on, an unblinking eye.
The images caught; do you see me cry?
I am 7, one of 3 children there.
Adults with us too, and us in despair.
Look at my eyes and tell what you see.
Look in my eyes and inside of me.
In that place I’m a thing, to them nothing more.
Used hit and hurt, what comes next, what’s in store?
AND THEN…
To many years trapped in that place.
But I’m no longer there, and I have a face.
I have a heart and a soul and things now to do.
I have a purpose today, to reach out to you.
Look in my eyes and what do you see?
My image restored, the real me.
A voice, restored and meant to be heard.
Look in my eyes, I want you to see.
No broken child, but a man who is FREE.
For more creations of those who have been forced into the worst of crimes, check out the Survivor Gallery that Polaris Project compiled: Survivor Gallery | Polaris
May we all pray, in whatever manner fits our spirituality, for an end to the horrific crime of human trafficking. Until then, may we celebrate the achievements of those who have been through it, and always offer support in any way we can to those around us.