Our Vision

Giving A Voice has an ambitious vision and numerous goals. Our vision entails the prevention of human trafficking through education, resources, and advocacy. Moving forward we hope to grow our resources to directly support victims and survivors. Our dream encompasses a scholarship fund for survivors who may not have access to higher education, having a team that includes legal advisors and mental health professionals that can assist and be a companion for victims as they go through the legal prosecution process, having partnerships with law enforcement to minimize human trafficking in our communities, and growing into a nonprofit that can directly impact our world. 

You can help us make our vision a reality by volunteering your time, skills, and funds to our side of the battle against human trafficking!

  • Whoever destroys a single life destroys the entire world. Whoever saves a single life Saves the world entire.

    Talmund

  • Camilla Cloward

    The sun still shines its light, the mountains still towering in strength and the beauty still bleeds from the earth

    It’s as if the world doesn’t know the nature of man that it protects

    It doesn’t know that it is inhabited by the evil of this world

    It didn’t know that men took the beauty that once illuminated from her

    The mountains couldn’t see the dark of the valley where she was taken

    The earth misunderstood her screams as the wind and the sun was too far to hear her prayers

    Although she knew some days the world knew as it shouted it’s rage of the injustices of the world

    It shook with the innocence lost not just to her but millions

    It flooded with its tears for the oppression across its lands

    It exploded with the desperation to purge the pain that has spread

    She now understands that the beauty was taken from many and the earth understood her rage and emptiness.

    It tirelessly tried to show its beauty and give her some as well

    On days that were too hard to stand it flooded her room with light

    On days too hard to forget it gave her a strom to remind her that she didn’t grief alone

    She knew then that she would no longer fear the darkness but became the light in hope to refill the beauty to others

  • Audrey Pan

    To the women, I have failed,

    I hope you know you still have a canvas.

    And you still have paint on your canvas.

    And what we often forget,

    Paint makes art.

    You and I are art.

    We are covered in scars, burns, and cuts

    But they all make art.

    The paint we are covered in

    We can use it.

    I will use it.

    I will use the paint to cover the injustice we have endured.

    I will use the paint to make sure our daughters will never fight for their right

    To be heard.

    I will use this paint to give, read, create, inspire, enjoy,

    And love.

    Oh, the love I will give the women I have failed.

    I will splatter and throw this paint on the 14-year-old girl

    Who thought the paint was a mess needing to be cleaned.

    But never was.

    It was a gift.

    A gift so the women I have failed

    Can see that Pain just needs one more letter

    To become

    Paint.

  • Sometimes it doesn’t feel safe-to feel anything at all. Don’t give up my sisters Whatever you have to say, now is the time to say it out loud.

    Therigatha

    (Verses of the Elder Nuns)

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