Constance

The song: Constance, by Mr. J. Medeiros, can be a very good teaching resource not only to shine a light on child prostitution, human trafficking, sexual tourism and mafias, but also to talk about our responsibility when consuming porno, since millions of women and children are kidnapped and prostituted to fuel this market.

In my opinion, this song can be used together with other material to analyse facts and raise awareness among teenagers about these issues, but not as an activity of the fill-in-the-gap type, because this would trivialise the lyrics and the topic.

Sexual exploitation demeans, degrades and threatens the victim’s physical and psychosocial integrity. There are three primary and interrelated forms of sexual exploitation of children: prostitution, pornography and trafficking for sexual purposes. Other forms of exploitation of children include child sex tourism, child marriages and forced marriages.

An estimated one million children around the world are forced into prostitution every year, and the total number of prostituted children could be as high as 112 million. The buying and selling of human beings is a $32 billion global business, according to the U.S. State department’s 2009 Trafficking in Persons Report.

Lyrics to Constance by Mr. J. Medeiros

An old man vacationing,

He stands patiently, Under a hotel sign that blinks "vacancy". He's thinking maybe he's too late to make the drop off, Until a truck comin' his way breaks his thought short. And now he's out of sorts, you can see he's sorta nervous. Walking to the passenger door to meet his ordered service. "This is someone’s daughter working" blinks his conscience, when the driver says "she's my youngest, her name is Constance" He comments "And it's only six dollars a visit,
Thought for a minute, and confessed "That’s fair,"
"How old are you honey?"
She says "I'm thirteen"
Her nose is runny, it's raining in the Philippines.
He handed over the money in a chilling scene,
The sign blinks "No Vacancy".
He leads Constance to her room, he is ready for tapin'.
See, he's about to turn six into six thousand.
And all you gotta do is click on your web browser. 
It's not illegal to use rapin' as a cash crop,
The sound of rain is the backdrop, layin' there,
like she's waitin' for someone to say they care,
while the tears of God fall down the window pane,
she feels unholy, like the Father doesn't know her name.
Mary Magdalene, and the women at the well,
The sound of rain is the backdrop, layin' there, 
like she's waitin' for someone to say they care, 
while the tears of God fall down the window pane,
she feels unholy, like the Father doesn't know her name. 
Mary Magdalene, and the women at the well,
(In His arms she fell fell fell)
(Will you stay with me?)
He's 21 and all alone in his household,
He's tempted by the quiet he feels and the mouse he holds.
The silence of his spouse is cold,
so he's about to help that man get his six thousand gold.

One click and now she's sold,
Withholding his conscience,
Scrollin' through he comments,
There she is looking confident.
A picture of Constance and a series of video clips,
"Adult content."
The title blinks in bold letters, like the vacancy sign,
it's his time to go get her.
It's like his mind doesn't know better,
Her soul is cryin’ out "Let me go" but he won't let her.
He's got her trapped inside his media player,
Held captive by a need to be player.
It's a matter of he bein' here and she bein' there,
That’s why he doesn't feel the need to care.
Guilt is in the seed he bears,
Fillin' his shares of the profit on a 500 million dollar market
He's 21 and all alone in his household, 
He's tempted by the quiet he feels and the mouse he holds.
The silence of his spouse is cold,
so he's about to help that man get his six thousand gold.
One click and now she's sold,
Withholding his conscience,
Scrollin' through he comments,
There she is looking confident.
A picture of Constance and a series of video clips,
"Adult content."
The title blinks in bold letters, like the vacancy sign,
it's his time to go get her.
It's like his mind doesn't know better,
Her soul is cryin’ out "Let me go" but he won't let her.
He's got her trapped inside his media player,
Held captive by a need to be player.
It's a matter of he bein' here and she bein' there,
That’s why he doesn't feel the need to care.
Guilt is in the seed he bears,
Fillin' his shares of the profit on a 500 million dollar market
One click and now she's sold, 
Withholding his conscience,
Scrollin' through he comments,
There she is looking confident.
A picture of Constance and a series of video clips, 
"Adult content."
The title blinks in bold letters, like the vacancy sign,
it's his time to go get her.
It's like his mind doesn't know better,
Her soul is cryin’ out "Let me go" but he won't let her.
He's got her trapped inside his media player,
Held captive by a need to be player.
It's a matter of he bein' here and she bein' there,
That’s why he doesn't feel the need to care.
Guilt is in the seed he bears,
Fillin' his shares of the profit on a 500 million dollar market
and traded like stock tips, 
and raped for the sake of our pockets.
His laptop sits like a window into Constance's room, 
where he exits cause it's almost noon,
and he's expecting his wife home soon,
with new clothes for the baby,
she'd be angry if she saw his new lady,
a 13 year old Filipino named Constance.
Trust me girl, God has not forgotten.
He knew Mary Magdalene, and the woman at the well.
He knows everything that happens, and in his arms she fell.
(In his arms she fell fell fell)
(Will you stay with me?)

just don't leave any marks on her, it hurts business."

sense it was three dollars less than his cab fair.

the truck drives off and now he's on a hunt to kill her dreams.

as long as it says she's 18 on your laptop.

he knew everything that happened,

and in His arms she fell.

where children are regarded as product,

Jason C. Medeiros better known as Mr. J. Medeiros, is an American record producer and songwriter. He is responsible for forming the Hip Hop group The Procussions, the IAmConstance, a campaign against sexual abuse and human trafficking called iamconstance.org and humantrafficking.org to raise awareness about such issues. The iamconstance.org was prompted by his anti-human trafficking song/video “Constance” released on Mr.J’s album “Of gods and girls.”