Due to the abuse of children on a mass scale in many parts of the world, I find that it is time to dust off this old post and put it back out in cyberspace…
“Parents wonder why the streams are bitter, when they themselves have poisoned the fountain.” – John Locke
“There can be no keener revelation of a society’s soul than the way in which it treats its children.” – Nelson Mandela
“A person’s a person, no matter how small.” – Dr. Seuss
Wounded
The tiny blonde woman wails like a banshee
Invoking her curse that I not see my children again
Since the Courts ruled she can’t see her children again
Says she will take me out like Rambo
Court orders sever familial ties
As Reunification services are terminated
A three-year-old boy
Whose name she doesn’t remember “You know, the one I hit.”
And social workers are left to assess detriment
For future visits with this parent
There will be no contact
And Jeffery learns he doesn’t have to hide
Each time he hears footsteps
Doesn’t cower at the knock on the…
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