Help?

He sees,
Averts his eyes,
Pretends to look,
Unfazed,
Avoids her pleading gaze,
None of his business,
He will not raise,
Problems where there are none,
Walks by swiftly,
Quickly,
He almost escapes,
Until he hears her voice,
Forced to say,
"Sir, will you be my lover today?"
Only a few dollars the pimp proclaims,
Leering at the girl,
Shivering in almost nothing,
For a moment,
Her eyes meet his face,
And he hesitates,
A heartbeat,
Walks away,
Dials a number,
When he is well out of the way,
Tomorrow's news will tell,
If she is saved.

~Rei Shiori