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Poems written by you for all 'our Children' Stolen Lives Little Spirit Little Boy Lost My Brothers and Sisters Broken-hearted Until we are Together Again Tristan's Prayer A Foster Child My Last Placement My Son Little Angel Christmas Past I Will Cry From my Heart Social Workers lies Like a Bird of Prey Father Christmas From the Heart Night Becomes Day The Loving Family you took away when they needed it most Through a child's eyes National Adoption Week I miss my boys so badly Innocence was lost Wanna make some easy money? C,J,N,V,A&K Stay strong for your children JESSICA 2 minutes Born to a Mum Sally The Big Shout A Poem to my Daughter Because Mother Daughter Hugs Little ones They broke Mummy and Daddy's heart Children Precious The Silence Fear not My little daughter sat on a wall My Xmas Wish note: » Back to the top of this webpage |
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Stolen Lives "The parent is too slow and needless to say, obviously cant cope" the professionals say. "With a low IQ there's nothing more we can do but to consider the children and take them away" Ignoring the damage wrought by this heartless act and claiming a child's future is what they're aiming at, they tear a child from their mothers arms, breaking hearts without any qualms Under a cloak of false pride and shame they fault families, thus causing unspeakable pain Social justice has lost its way No thought now for the child once happy at play Snatched children dazed and shocked look all around but mum and dad are nowhere to be found? Their eyes filled with tears, feeling frightened, alone, are carried off by strangers they've never known A far cry from "Britannia rules the waves" when decent families were given due honour and praise Then social justice ruled the day Now the public have no say A conspiracy of silence overtakes the past Truth withheld, snatched quickly from our grasp Courts undercover - hidden from public view where others decide a child's future - without me and you If history teaches the evils of social discrimination, what have we learnt in our own generation? but still professionals abuse their power shattering family lives with no thought to mothers children, husbands and their wives - a disturbing reminder of Hitler's day when those regarded less than perfect were cruelly put away Anne White » Little Spirit Your a special little spirit, the all great master said. As he gently caressed the hair of the little spirit's head. You need to go to earth to spend some time you know. A place I send most spirits to be tested, to learn, to grow. The little spirit in sadness, slowly bowed her little head, and from her eye a tear did steal and down his cheek it shed. Don't you fret now little one, I wont let you stay too long. I'll bring you back to help me here, you'll hardly know you've gone. I need to test the people who will have you in their care, to see if they appreciate how precious you are there. Your my choicest little spirit, your the apple of my eye, and he wiped the tear and gently kissed his little spirit good-bye. When he saw how you were treated, his special little one, he sent down all his angels just to bring you safely home. This was a special poem for Heidi L koseda Sharon » Little Boy Lost Little boy lost the presents are sitting under the tree, Waiting for little boy lost, I imagine him in his hat and gloves, Out there playing with Jack frost. As we sit here by our fire, There’s a warm and toasty glow, It's still so cold without little boy lost, Is he playing happily in the snow? Another Christmas without him, Another painful aching season, Taken away in the dead of night Little boy lost with out a reason. Oh’ little boy lost I've looked so hard, But I just can't seem to find, You've been gone for a little while now, I hope who you’re with is kind. I hope that you are cherished and loved, In your Placement of social care, For my little boy lost it breaks my heart, I just cannot be there. I wish I could, my little boy lost But I don't know where you are, Far away from Daddy and I, But still under the same bright stars. Little boy lost I love you, And my heart aches with every beat, I long for the day I see you again, I live for the day we will meet. Little boy lost please hear my call, You’re special, loved and missed, Our lives are so dull without you, Clouded by thick dark mist. Forever waiting for brighter days, I'll fight for you all year round, Until you, my little boy lost, Becomes my little boy found. Mummy and Daddy xxx » My Brothers and Sisters When I woke up this morning A tear rolled down my cheek I cried so much I couldn’t stop To breathe or even speak I miss you more as each day goes by Not knowing if I’ll see you again Will it be soon or a long time away Please someone tell me when I’ve got these words I need to say To tell you all together Ill' travel the world till I find you all No matter what the weather I need to go now and get some rest So in the morning ill try my best To cheer up and not be down Because I cant see your face's around To my brothers and sister’s I miss you so much, My love now and always Emma aged 17 » Broken-hearted He took my babies It broke my heart, How or when could I begin to start. Through the years, There came more tears I am alone “ but not without” Now I am stronger, (I can Shout). My womb now gone, I linger on. Where have my babies really gone? Fiona » Until we are Together Again Tomorrow will be the last time we see each other for a while although our hearts are broken we have to try to smile There's so many things I want to say, things I want you to know and the most important one is that I LOVE YOU SO My heart wont beat the same again until you are back where you belong Although we cant be together now you will always be MY SON I sit and think of you, how much you do not know I feel my world is ending and I don't want to let you go I hope and pray that you come home and be with us all again and each and every one of us will be free from all this all pain So now I have to let you go, and though we are far apart, you may not be with me in person but you are forever in my heart I LOVE YOU ALWAYS AND MISS YOU SO MUCH AND I WILL NEVER NEVER STOP WAITING FOR US TO BE TOGETHER AGAIN Yours Always & Forever xxxxx Mummy AND Tristan's Prayer Our baby who art in care Tristan be thy name thy shall come home thy has been done on earth as we hope not in heaven give us this day our Tristan back and forgive those who took him as we forgive those who lied about us and lead us not into the care system but deliver him home from them is the kingdom to the mother and the father forever and ever. Amen Say a prayer for my son Tristan thanks Ian (Daddy) » A Foster Child All I ever wanted was to belong It’s not my fault my Mum and Dad are gone Someone help me, I did nothing wrong. I need to feel wanted and loved and part of a family All children need this to grow to be happy. Is what I am asking for impossible to gain Someone please rescue me from this loneliness and pain. I may not trust or love as easy as others But if you are kind and patient, a gentle, warm, heart waiting will be uncovered Collette » My Last Placement I was at school, it was the middle of the day Someone comes to take me out of class The Social Worker is here to take me away I had let myself become happy, made lots of friends More fool me, as it was coming to an end This time I have a choice, a Children’s Home or a new foster family I choose the new family, no Children’s Home for me I sit in the back of the Social Worker’s car With only a bag of belongings that is familiar to me I am crying uncontrollably Why again? Why now? Why me? I see the Social Worker glance in his rear view mirror He is driving in silence, not knowing what to say If I make eye contact, he quickly looks away What must my new foster mother have thought When I turn up on her doorstep, totally distraught Her home seems welcoming, cosy and warm I see through my tears But at this moment in time, all I sense are my fears Collette » My Son My son came home from school one day, with a smirk upon his face. He decided he was smart enough, to put me in my place. "Guess what I learned in Civics Two, that's taught by Mr. Wright? It's all about the laws today, The 'Children's Bill of Rights.' It says I need not clean my room, don't have to cut my hair No one can tell me what to think, or speak, or what to wear. I have freedom from religion, and regardless what you say, I don't have to bow my head, and I sure don't have to pray. I can wear earrings if I want, and pierce my tongue & nose. I can read & watch just what I like, get tattoos from head to toe. And if you ever spank me, I'll charge you with a crime. I'll back up all my charges, with the marks on my behind. Don't you ever touch me, my body's only for my use, not for your hugs and kisses, that's just more child abuse. Don't preach about your morals, like your Mama did to you. That's nothing more than mind control, And it's illegal too! Mom, I have these children's rights, so you can't influence me, or I'll call Children's Services Division, better known as C.S.D." Of course my first instinct was to toss him out the door. But the chance to teach him a lesson made me think a little more. I mulled it over carefully, I couldn't let this go. A smile crept upon my face, he's messing with a pro. Next day I took him shopping at the local Goodwill Store. I told him, "Pick out all you want, there's shirts & pants galore. I've called and checked with C.S.D. who said they didn't care if I bought you K-Mart shoes instead of those Nike Airs. I've cancelled that appointment to take your driver's test. The C.S.D. is unconcerned so I'll decide what's best." I said "No time to stop and eat, or pick up stuff to munch. And tomorrow you can start to learn to make your own sack lunch. Just save the raging appetite, and wait till dinner time. We're having liver and onions, a favorite dish of mine." He asked "Can I please rent a movie, to watch on my VCR?" "Sorry, but I sold your TV, for new tires on my car. I also rented out your room, you'll take the couch instead. The C.S.D. requires just a roof over your head. Your clothing won't be trendy now, I'll choose what we eat. That allowance that you used to get, will buy me something neat. I'm selling off your jet ski, dirt-bike & roller blades. Check out the 'Parents Bill of Rights', It's in effect today! Hey hot shot, are you crying, Why are you on your knees? Are you asking God to help you out, instead of CSD..?" Mandy » Little Angel My darling little angel I wonder where you are are you up above in heaven or on a fallen star if I called my lord Jesus would you come and hold his hand he would lead you to my heaven into a golden sand the pearly gate would open you would stand there side by side what ever all your ailments where no longer you would hide you where my special daughter my life and all my love if I could call to heaven id sent a dozen doves I'd like to send my wishes and have you back with me but on the day you went angel it was plain for me to see I would never get you back again the heartache and the pain will always remain I hope your up in heaven and I can still call your name but what ever happens darling I can never get the blame Lynne xxxxx » Christmas Past There is silence Where once there were children playing The sky is cloudy and seems like it's greying We are thrown a bone To chew on and reflect Should we take up this fight? We cannot do it alone. Christmas is so close And you are not home And our gingerbread house It seems to fall every year But what a treat to eat and to laugh My little tree has been put up No decorations so it's bare. Christmas tree parties There will be none this year. Just a number for another day lost, We can only shed a tear. Words on a page, To remember Christmases' Past. No stockings will be hung And Santa won't be visiting this year. Even he will remember There used to be children here No children laughing Just another day to sleep in Unlike last year when we were up at 5 And no turkey this year We can never win. Will you remember like we just did? And look in the back of your mind To remember Christmases past And will you shed a tear too? You have to remember we will always LOVE YOU!! Mary Lou Janiga » I Will Cry These are the words of my 5yr old daughter. I haven't been able to see her for 6 months.I spoke to her on Friday night in a contact centre saying the last goodbyes to my children! I will cry forever because I love you I haven't seen you forever what can I do tears trickle down my cheeks and fall on the floor, will I see you any more i can't remember when I saw you last or if I've seen you before I just know my tears are falling down upon the floor a..e Aged Five. ........and........ Like a Bird of Prey Like a bird of prey who swoops to kill, It flew down on me, the claws I could feel, My past flashed before me, My life was now dead, Heaven was gone and hell my bed. My children were gone that I loved the most, They floated in my head like beautiful ghosts, Tears soaked my pillow, As I screamed out in pain, Through the window it echoed with rain. Amanda » From my Heart I will never ever understand why they took you all away, it broke my heart to see you go, O how much I hurt inside my heart for you each and every day, I promise I will never forget you no matter what they say, these arms of mine are open to hold you in again one day. The short time that I had you, you gave me so much joy and no matter what any court says you will always be my boys. Susan » Father Christmas Father Christmas seems so far away, As memories of children playing was yesterday, Sons and daughters so very loved, Siblings lost, where is bruv, In SS creation there is no care, Taken in mass to government 'care'. Under the skies a new hope is growing, Keeping God's love and new seeds sowing. Father Christmas may come again, Always write with that magical pen, Scribes did write with God's Will, Scriptures dear as wheat to mill, In strength and love we all support, The lessons history has taught. Under our flesh is our blood, Keep God's will and his love. (Name not Disclosed) » From the Heart I taught my sons how to be good and true, That telling lies was just not 'cool', I taught you how to care for the fallen, Not to hate, but to see our calling. I taught them how to love thy neighbour, To see God's will was not to favour, I taught them how to trust another, Equally their loving mother. But time went by and life is cruel I had no time to teach the final rule, Suddenly they were taken from my care, With lies from those that ensnare. For 7 long years I prayed for you, And so did you loving nana too, My heart so broken I felt dead, My children gone, a life to dread. Then one day the doorbell rung, My son it was you, and my heart sung, But with it came tales of woe, How so many had hurt you, I do not know. Then came my second son filled with pain, The 7 lonely years driving him insane, Without his family, he turned to drugs, In his heart there is constant tugs. The hate remains, like a sharpened knife, Though I am bleeding to give them life, Stuck between the devil and the deep blue sea, I pray that they choose to be free. The SS do not care it is not their child It does not matter if they are calm or wild, Nor do they care if they, ss, made a mistake, It is just another child to take. But our children are God's Blessing, We will fight on and there will be no resting, My son's are not totally back, Because of you SS they will always lack (Name not Disclosed) » Social Workers Lies Social Workers lie for a living, Insist "No taking, only giving" This we know just isn't true, The take from us to give to whom? They don't know and nor do we, These people who we'll never see, Our kids placed with a total stranger, More than likely in terrible danger. With ripping our happy homes apart, They're ruining lives and breaking hearts, To top it off they just don't care, Leaving families in despair. They cut all our ties, destroy our lives, Splitting husbands from their wives, While all the time we're treated like mugs, Our precious children turn to drink and drugs. Crime rates rise and taxes soar, The SSD just can't ignore, They take these kids, these kids grow up, By age 15 they're in the pub. At 16 comes along a baby, Taken away - Without a "Maybe", By 17 they're smoking dope, At age 18 they've lost all hope. Our precious kids turn to crime, End up in prison doing time, And then the commit the ultimate sin, Turning dependant on Heroin. Don't these social "carers" see? That what they do is just obscene? I cannot put it plain enough, Its social work that make them rough. Laura » Night Becomes Day Night becomes day, day becomes night, Nightmares abound, where is the light, Pain is searing, another day nearing, But I cannot do anything right. My head is dead, my body a machine, There was some sun, but it was not seen, The warmth is cold, the face is dry, Down the face the tears run by. This is not life, it is a death, Where are you God, have we met, I look for you, I need to go, Why is my death so slow. Then in my ear came a little whisper, Through the window the snow was crisper, A breath of life, a little hope, Stay strong my friend you can cope. I felt the warmth, I felt some love, I felt at home as if in a glove, I looked in the mirror, I felt alive, I know that I will wait till you arrive. Till then I know I must be strong, I must not allow them to do wrong, So now my children, though we are apart, I stay alive for our lives to restart. (Name not Disclosed) » The Loving Family you took away when they needed it most When the day draws to a close, You taught them nothing except how to pose, You did not teach them to care or love, Or how to belong or reach out to bruv. In times of trouble where were you, When you separated us and made life anew, You had gone while my sons suffer, In their hearts yearning for family and mother. Many kids have died because of the same, Committing suicide when it drives them insane, I pray to God that mine survive, If not, I will finally sharpen my knife. Perhaps one day you will see your creation, Off a lonely life without foundation, Loss of blood and family tie, Will no doubt haunt you as you die. But your wisdom will come too late, As you have sewn up so many children's fate' (Name not Disclosed) » Through a child's eyes They took me away from my loving mummy Because they think she is a dummy At the end of Contact I cry and cry I can't go home and don't know why My head is always in a muddle Because I can't give mummy a cuddle. I want my mummy every day I can't go home they've taken me away Freebird » National Adoption Week Its National Adoption Week, And its time for Cruella's to speak, If you are single, divorced, gay or straight, This weeks offer is... Off load a kid from a birth family mate. The support package is good and birth families 'don't get it', And there is more in the pipeline, do you get 'it', If anyone complains we have the best lawyers, And our image is well 'tweaked', Not like birth parents, vulnerable and meek. We can display all our goods, So you know what you are getting, The kids are rounded up and counselled, So you don't need any netting and Experts do the mind setting. If you have any doubts about sleeping at night, Don't worry the parents are well out of sight, We ensure they have breakdowns, And don't give us a fight, And they cannot match our lawyers might. Be assured we have experts to wreck the groups, Who fight for their kids on justice and truth, Their pathetic yearning to care for their kids, And their preaching to us the psychology of 'SIDS' Who do they think there are. Well, we will tell you Cruella and friends, The only psychology you know is minds to 'bend' You know how to make money, from our little sonny, But your game is nearly up, as many more know That you drink from the devils cup. God is our guide to bring some peace, Some truth and justice to those that are meek, To bear your own child is God's Blessing, For you to take, God will teach you a lesson, Till then there will be no resting. Member of Human Rights and groups including Fassit, helping to fight for the future of our children. » I miss my boys so badly We live in a fair and free country We have the power of freedom of speech We have courts that uphold justice Isn't that what the government preach? But we live in reality Where the system is fatally flawed When abuse of families and children Are cruelly and unjustly ignored Our so called social services These are the people to blame And every social worker Should hang their head in shame Your child may be autistic It's hard to cope, or you may be ill You phone them for a little help And then they move in for the kill. For the naive they show no mercy The family's ensnared within their net Evidence will be found where there is none Adoption targets must be met. Your precious children are sent to be fostered You suffer unbearable pain The children cry out for their family Through a system that just inhumane You beg for help in utter desperation MP's and others turn a blind eye And the family court doors stay firmly shut As the lives of your children pass by Your children are your life and soul The sunshine that brightens your day But the sky becomes a blackness When they are unjustly snatched away. I miss my boys so badly Everyday is a constant fight So listen to my words - Never phone the SS And hold on to your children tight. Adele (Lancashire) » Innocence was lost I sat down one and reflected That life as changed so much it must be deflected. I have or I will go insane, My heart aches and I am in pain March 24, 2005 our worlds changed forever and the innocence was lost, you two children left my world and it will never be the same. Visiting you is not the same We cant walk in malls or just play a game, We cant hang out at the dollar store or a favourite park My whole world without you it seems I'm in the dark. I wander around this house and ponder What are you doing, are you safe ,and did you remember me today Just rambling thoughts that are always on my mind Questions abound and I always think Where are you, are you kind I didn't do anything wrong Yet I am being punished by being away from you for so long My nights when I sleep are awakened by nightmares of tears and sadness You are in my dreams, my daydreams and my madness The colour of your hair, blonde and long, your innocence lost, and the injuries inflicted upon you by that home, There is nothing I can do as you are not with me, I am alone The colour of your hair dirty blonde and scraggly There is pain in your heart and in your words Why did they do this to our family Innocence was lost in the madness of our society You are to old for your boots You shouldn't be in this situation Please remember we are trying to figure out all these complications! Until we are together please remember, The innocence lost will return If not in reality then in our dreams of the past When we are re-untied and a family again And when that day comes it will be a new beginning With no pain. Just laughter, tears of joy and happiness And we will always remember that day our innocence was lost. Mary (Hamilton, Canada) » Wanna make some easy money? Attention all takers, wanna make some easy cash Its legal and tax free, and you can earn a tidy stash. You even get paid holidays thrown in for good measure Its such a good deal – you’ll be doing it forever. The government are just handing it out There’s thousands to be made without a doubt. You go to all the agencies to get the highest sum Get on the money making band wagon like lots of us have done. There’s people in the job who do really care But I’m in it for the money, enough do-gooders out there. The parents didn’t get any help, but we certainly do There’s loadza support out there for people like me and you. So join the “government sanctioned child kidnapping crew” BE A FOSTER CARER TODAY AND THIS COULD BE YOU! Adele (Lancashire) » C,J,N,V,A&K Just where are you, today? I still can't believe......., They took you away. 16 months now it's been, Of you hardly any have I seen, It seems an age, It is, and it's been. Of all things I used to do, My heart beats still, with you, Every hiccup, every 'blue', I've never stopped loving you. Your smiles, your cries, Your laughter and your sighs All of that but still, No Goodbyes. The days out, the days in, We still did, everything, With you I laughed and cried, But to you I never lied. I love you all so very much, I gave you all the human touch, My heart, my soul, I send to you, Just hope that you can feel it too. Dad's still here and ever cares, Despite the lies, the traps and snares, I tell you one thing darlings, true, I WILL NOT STOP LOVING YOU. Es Robinson » Stay strong for your children "When things go wrong, as they sometimes will, When the road you're trudging seems all uphill, When funds are low and the debts are high, And you want to smile, but you have to sigh, When care is pressing you down a bit... Rest if you must, but don't you quit. Success is failure turned inside out, The silver tint of the clouds of doubt, And you can never tell how close you are, It may be near, when it seems so far, So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit, It's when things go wrong, that you must not quit." Remember you are not alone! Phil » JESSICA Out of the dark a little spark, a ray of light blonde and bright, She came into my life. I saw, l heard, I felt her near, filling my senses strong and clear. Little girl, pretty in pink, happy and laughing, made me think, She had problems that was true, still loving and near to all she knew. A ray of light, blonde and bright, came into our lives. Tears and fears came too soon; still she loved amongst the gloom. Running, jumping, climbing high, a ray of light from the sky. Loved so much it made you cry, Failing her, failing her, still wonder why. Going, going, going away, more distant with each passing day, She’s trapped, abandoned, taken away, Not much longer to watch her play, our ray of light, blonde and bright. Distant now, can hardly see, still she stays so close to me. Will she be happy, or always sad, taking her away as sent me mad? Never to see her again, how can that be, in a society that’s meant to be free. Where’s the heart, where’s the soul, when hurting so much can be your goal. I pray each day they suffer too, for the pain and harm it’s caused to you. Shame, shame, and shame on them for what they do, All they said just wasn’t true. If you return and were not here, believe, we loved you dear. Little Jess loved so much, living without you could be too much. Missing you every day, wishing you were back to stay. A ray of light blonde and bright, extinguished from our sight (Name not Disclosed) » 2 minutes I am counting the days 124 and growing And they seem so long and knowing This is not a rap or love song poem This is inspiration of sadness from music I heard today. The pain of a mother and grandmother The pain of a father and grandfather Will I forget how to teach, how to love? I have a pain in my heart, A tear in my eye This will never go away It can never die. Two minutes to share Two minutes to care To show you the backdrop of my thoughts Families torn apart Friendships lost forever Innocence lost fills my mind Smiling faces mask the face of pain In a controlled environment meant for shame Families aren't together They are destroyed by a Society. Under a microscope all families are Have you done anything wrong? Falsehoods and innuendos is their game A society corrupt we know now That will continue to grow some how We must fight for our children, the next generation And stand up against THE SWAT and THE SOCIETY They can put us in prison They can sue us until we have nothing But we are strong for our children that are the reason. I write this today, for I felt that all was lost There was no point in fighting anymore But when I heard something I listened. To the pain and the madness inside me I can't forget how to love, how to care?? My two minutes is up and the last thing I share Is I remember when the children left us that day, Like it was yesterday. And I will continue to fight until there is no more despair. Mary (Hamilton, Canada) » Born to a Mum I was born to a mum Who the professionals thought was dumb They decided that the option Was to place me for adoption As I grew older My relationships grew colder I ran away from home I was on the streets to roam I then became a mug And turned to alcohol and drugs I had nowhere to sleep I was like a lost sheep There’s someone missing in my life This I do know It’s not my birth mum’s fault She was forced to let me go. Freebird » Sally Sally is her name She thinks it's all a game She took away my honey So she'd get lots more money She really doesn't care And this I cannot bare she planned it from the start to tear my world apart Karena (UK) » The Big Shout I don’t have first hand experience of the SS But I do have second hand experience I am one person though I’m a quiet whisper You’re reading this, you’re another person We’re a slightly louder whisper What we need is a big shout Loud enough to blow off the SS cover We need to form one big shout Join together – sister to sister Brother to brother We need to hold hands and protest If we’re ever to ease the pain from our chest Websites like this are a talk We need the rest to join us If we’re to perform “The Big Shout” Thousands of us are needed if were Ever to raise awareness or even doubt In the minds and consciences of the SS Or corrupt courts. We need to unite As Tipex and turn all the lies and reports Back clear and white The main problem as I see Are the secret courts We need to attack at every attempt Once these are gone we can’t get imprisoned for contempt And like the world when the sun rises Light will be shed and eyes opened On such evil, twisted events. For people who want to get a real Feel of the deal It’s like cancer. Baby snatching will spread And like cancer; can leave distraught loving mums to Contemplate suicide and maybe end up dead. These events compare to cancer too Because they’re killers, they smash Apart families like a brittle bottle And like cancer to clear the problem It’s going to take more than a few 100 people. We must fight from January to December and always remember “There may be times when we are powerless to prevent injustice, But there must never be a time when we fail to protest.” (Name not Disclosed) » A Poem to my Daughter My darling, my precious, my love for you so strong What they are doing, it really is so wrong You came into the world, and gave me cause to live And mum and daddies love, is what we had to give Then on one normal day, Two ladies came along They came into our home, and said our parenting was wrong They took all what we said, and turned them into lies They make out that they care, but want to wreck our lives I will not let them win, and you I will defend I promise you my darling girl, the fight will never end Karena (UK) » Because Why can't we have them, we love them so? Why? Came the answer, because! Don't you know? They're our flesh and blood, we love them so! Sorry! Came the answer, because! They've got to go! They want to be with us, they love us so! It's a pity! Came the answer, because! we've told you so! They're our grandchildren, we love them so! You've no rights! Came the answer, because, it's a tale of woe We want them, we miss them, because! we love them so! We've told you we don't care! came the answer, because!!! because!!, we've made this so!!!??? Anne Bennett (Birmingham, UK) » Mother Daughter Hugs I've watched my daughter sobbing, When her heart was split in two, I've watched when she is hurting, And when she's sad and blue, She sometimes needs something wonderful, To give her heart a gentle rub. But then sometimes all she really needs, Are great big motherly hugs Here for you always. Alexis (Lancashire) » Little Ones Where are our little ones how come we hear them cry you come into our houses and removed them with a lie Where are our little ones we're sure this cant be right we swear that we will find them and fight with all our might Where are our little ones we dearly want them back we pray that one day the truth will out and justice will attack You know you hurt our little ones how do you feel right now you come and take our offspring faceless people take a bow. We will find our little ones one day and on that day you'll see every Social Worker in existance will be so afraid of me. Until that day our little ones we ask that you stay strong because we promise little ones your parents won't be long Bonita. » They broke Mummy and Daddy's heart They took me away and broke mummy and daddy's heart They said they were going to give me a brand new start. Then I pleaded with them "please take me home" they answered "maybe, when you're fully grown" I cried "I don't want too wait all that time" then with a scary smile they said "you'll be fine" they have have made me so miserable and very sad, they pretend I'm happy now and that my parents are mad. They didn't listen to a word I said I even cried so much I wet the bed. They imagine they are good and very wise and blame my parents with a pack of lies, but they're not really good, nor clever and wise but very creepy like scary spies like, nasty old toads who pounce on their prey" before we children can have our own say. They've promised me a "forever mum and dad" just to trick me into feeling glad. They want me to fall for their stupid trick by stitching up my life with a cheap quick fix I'm only a child but I have dignity and pride I promise these ss toads wont forever hide One day I'll tell the world when at last I'm free just how wicked and cruel they can be. A White » Children I see your pictures on my wall Children’s coats hanging in the hall I watch the flowers grow and bloom Without you here it’s doom and gloom I miss you so much my little ones You are my Daughter and my son ........and........ Precious You’re my wonderful little girl My precious diamond and my pearl You’re my lovely little boy Who brought me sunshine and so much joy I never wanted to let you go Now I’m the mum you’ll never know. Freebird » The Silence I sit here and the silence echoes off the walls. The memory of your laughter still ringing in my ears. The eternal pain of loss, that is as deep as the ocean, And follows me like a shadow, always besides me in life. Your little faces like mirrors in my mind The agony of facing every new day without you Pain that rises from deep within my soul And emerges with a long woeful sigh. The desperate encompassing need to hold you. Looking to the stars wondering where you are Are you happy? Are you sad? Do you need me? If you need comfort I won’t be there for you. Touching the things you touched. Going to the places you went to. Your teddy bears and toys left behind untouched Watching my grief with their sad lonely faces. Emptiness engulfing, threatening, forceful Pain, Anger, Desolation fusing and binding in my body The river of tears that flows endlessly Hot, blinding tears running down the hills of my face. J and N you are my life, my whole being Never did I believe love could be so strong You make me a whole, you are the missing pieces In my life's jigsaw. I will love you both for eternity. Adele (Lancashire) » Fear not Fear not my child, as you sleep No worries or secrets to keep Tuck you in, said with a smile Older hands a mind to beguile Stories told to lock you in Stay your words for they are sin Belief not rested on you young head As elders claim that right Be misshaped, as misled As they show you care tonight Don’t fear the reaper As he is their end Angels will come for you Bringing peace, a place to mend Not all that is holy is bad For men of innocence I feel sad The mighty god shamed by the tree They shared their apple with me The bitter taste, black hearted core As you sink inside yourself feel raw Retreat from your family, friend or foe Spiralling chaos downward you go Then at the bottom of beneath the base You realise that you aren’t the disgrace And this is your lot so stand up walk forward And “Fear Not” Yogi » My little daughter My little daughter sat on a wall all of a sudden had a great fall government officials and their lynch men barged into our lives and caused total mayhem social workers, solicitors and judges tell lies my heart gets broken, my Childs spirit dies They get more money and and other rewards We are left dying through government frauds. Amanda Fellows Jackson. » My xmas wish Its almost time for xmas trees and pretty coloured lights its almost time for voices singing carols in the night little children's faces lighting up with glee stirring up the memories of folk like you and me our thoughts return to days gone by and loved ones near and far we'll mourn the lose of those we loved for that's the way we are we try to smile and play the games to help the day go right but often we will shed a tear in our beds at night let us pray for the year ahead may your heart ache cease and as the new year comes around may you live in peace, GOD BLESS YOU ALL Barbara Jeanette Collins » |
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