Life As a Foster Child
When a child's placed in foster care,
it gets shuffled from heart to heart.
And a link in the chain of love,
goodbyes precede every new start.
Hopeful eyes explore each fresh face,
wanting to experience norms.
Yet intolerance and half-truths,
often spawn emotional storms.
Love’s only an empty promise,
whispered by a slick silver tongue.
And it's a word best forgotten,
meaningless to a heart so young.
They are shackled to hope and fear,
feelings felt from an early age.
And they start questioning their fate,
succumbing to their inner rage.
They've become undesirable,
discarded souls of a yesterday.
For these children are considered
troublesome and sent on their way
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