Thankfully this dream didn't have visual parts of the trafficking itself. It was about who was running it.
We were in Africa, it was an older white woman and an older black man. They were human rights advocates trying to free women and young girls from sex trafficking rings. They entered into a "galla" of very wealthy and powerful people -most of whom looked white.
Then an African leader of a military force that they recognized and feared walked in, in uniform, with men holding guns following him. He had a strange presence and energy. It was very mal-intended, arrogant in a less extroverted way, and you could tell he had inflicted pain on many people.
The white woman immediately decided they needed to get out of there, or otherwise be killed. The black man wanted to stay and confront this military leader. The military man had been capturing and selling girls to wealthier elite people like those at the party.
The woman ran out a door and started the car and wanted her partner to get in. He stayed inside and stood firm and defiant in the face of the military leader who strolled up to him knowing what his cause was and not being at all concerned.
I know the woman drive off, but I'm not sure what happened to the man.
When I woke up all I could think is, "This kind of trafficking will be one of the hardest evils to rid the world of."
If it's not happening on street corners near your house, in backyards, down the side streets of every city by random men that are hard to find... it's happening among wealthy, powerful people in every country -some of whom have the military orchestrating it or government forces involved.
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