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1. Stolen Lives

2. Little Spirit

3. Little Boy Lost

4. My Brothers and Sisters

5. Broken-hearted

6. Until we are Together Again

7. Tristan's Prayer

8. A Foster Child

9. My Last Placement

10. My Son

11. Little Angel

12. Christmas Past

13. I Will Cry

14. From my Heart

15. Social Workers lies

16. Like a Bird of Prey

17. Father Christmas

18. From the Heart

19. Night Becomes Day

20. The Loving Family you took away when they needed it most

21. Through a child's eyes

22. National Adoption Week

23. I miss my boys so badly

24. Innocence was lost

25. Wanna make some easy money?

26. C,J,N,V,A&K

27. Stay strong for your children

28. JESSICA

29. 2 minutes

30. Born to a Mum

31. Sally

32. The Big Shout

33. A Poem to my Daughter

34. Because

35. Mother Daughter Hug

36. Little ones

37. They broke Mummy and Daddy's heart

38. Children

39. Precious

40. The Silence

41. Fear not

42. My little daughter sat on a wall

43. My Xmas Wish

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 hitlers day
when those regarded less than perfect were cruelly put away
Anne White

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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
 

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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

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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

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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

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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)

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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

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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

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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

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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

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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

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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

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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

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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)

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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)

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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

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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)

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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)

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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

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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. 
 

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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)


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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 color 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 color 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)


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Wanna make some easy money?

Attention all takers, wanna make some easy cash

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


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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


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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)


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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)


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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

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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)


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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)


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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)


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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)


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Mother Daughter Hug

I've seen my daughter crying,
I've seen her heart in two,
I've seen when she is hurting,
And when she's down and blue,
She sometimes needs someone special,
To give her heart a gentle tug.
But then sometimes all she really needs,
Is a great big motherly hug
Always here for you.
Alexis (Lancashire)


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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. 

  

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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


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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

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The Silence

I sit here and the silence echoes off the walls.

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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
 

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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.
 

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 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