Child Protection Services

Some of these parents
They're not giving the necessities of life
Unloving, with not a care, it's all about me
Think for once about them
Ask are they hungry, where will they sleep tonight
And will they be warm
When people can see the truth then
Why isn't action being taken
Why are children's lives being taken for granted
They don't have a say when it comes to their stories
their cries for help
The people that vowed to help children,
protect them, they make their jobs lies
Because they do nothing
They look like they're listening
But the kid's testimony means nothing
No Kids Shouldn't Be Exposed to Drugs,
Perversion and They Shouldn't Suffer Abuse
They're too little, too fragile
But they become more little soldiers whe enduring
This amount of hurt
You think you worry alot
Look at some of these older siblings with a heavier load
Because they have to protect their loved ones
CPS used to stand for something
But what was that again?

Born an Original?

How do we come out of the womb an original
When we mirror our parents
I don't want to have my mother's eyes
I hate being smothered in familiy ties
People want to believe they're one of a kind
That they're the true jewel that's hard to find
I don't get it we share the same version
you don't want to feel like this
but the truth is
I can find the same feelings some where else
Who cares you're not an original
then again someone else could be
thinking the same thing
I can't escape this never ending ring
of sameness can I?

CINQUAINS

Racoons
Black, gray
Sly like a thief
Scavenge thru trash at night
Feeling guiltless, and powerful
Sharp claws

Pandas
Black, white
Very friendly
Resting, feeding, hunting
Very grateful and playful
A bear

Cheetah
Black spots
Cat family
Fastest land animal
They feel like they are powerful
Regal

Madison
Maddy
Nice and sweet
Shows respect for others
Feel very grateful and special
Mature
by Madison 3/30/08

HAIKU 03/28/08

There are just us three
Two special daughters and me
That makes me happy

Others do envy
Our trust and our honesty
It's love naturally

It mystifies me
The unique fruit from my tree
I am so lucky.

Beguiled

A beautiful girl

happy and carefree

beguiled was she

by the man whose intentions unsure

refusing to take No for an answer

with his devilish charm, he was quite the romancer

believing his heart was pure

she let herself succumb

her devotion and love for him never enough

It was her soul that he was after

relentless for her capture

Revealed were his lies and crafty tricks

unable to leave, she was transfixed

saddened the girl fell ill

lost was her beauty, gone was her free will

along came two angels to the rescue

cloaked in a rainbow of colors and in a rare hue

bringing with them peace and tranquility

freeing the girl from her dungeon of misery

although the girl's beauty only partially gained back

she retrieved her soul fully intact

with the help of her two angels she can smile

lest she is beguiled.

POLITICIANS ARE NEAR

HELLO, THIS IS 2008, A NEW YEAR,
TIME TO COME OUT FROM UNDER THE FEAR,
I FAIL TO SEE ANY REASONS TO CHEER,
THE POLITICIANS ARE NEAR AND ISN'T IT JUST SO CLEAR THAT THEY KEEP US DIVIDED?
"DIVIDED WE FALL", IS WHAT OUR ILLUSTRIOUS ABRAHAM LINCOLN ONCE SAID,
WHY CAN'T POLITICIANS REALIZE THAT WE MUST WORK TOGETHER, EVERYDAY, FOR THE GREATER GOOD,
MAYBE, THEY DO, BUT SOMEHOW, IT SEEMS TO BE LOST IN HAVING OUR SOLDIERS DIE IN VAIN,
"HOPE" POLITICIANS SAY IS IN A WORD, CALLED "CHANGE",
"GOD"PLEASE KEEP US WHOLE AND NOT DIVIDED, THAT IS, IF ONE CAN REALLY BELIEVE IN PRAYER,
FOR, AS RIGHTEOUS, AS WE THINK WE ARE; WE FAIL MISERABLY IN THE "ACT", THIS NEW YEAR. WRTTEN 1-31-08 P. MONTOYA

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Love Casualty

Love Casualty
by Raymond Chow

Tomoko--the blossom in my ragging sea--
Her ethereal countenance exudes an aura of beauty.
Reciprocity of affection burried in our psyche.
My depth and breathe of undeclared love for thee --
Illusions – delusions – our love was not meant to be
Love – untouchable – unreachable – interceded by loyalty
Forsake our love – unconsummated love’s casualty.
Pining on sideline, the pieces will not fall – just let-it-be.
Shared affection hidden from eyes of mind.
Fettered by thin strand of loyalty – at best.
Unfulfilled love pains withered on latent vine.
Her tender smiles drown love sorrows in my breast.
Love mortally wounded in sepulcher of my mind.
Memories of her compassion lingers – my solace at rest.