Adopted Life

Adoption Poetry



 My Voice! Your Voice!

       My voice is calling, do you hear me?
       I tried to save you, I tired , I tried
       No one would listen, No one cared!
       Having to say good-bye I tried, I tried
       to be strong for you, I wouldn't cry!
       When I heard your voice cry Mom!
       Please don't leave, Dad help me!
       I cried inside, my voice had no words!
       I wanted to pick you up and run!
       I tried to be your voice!
       I told the big people your fears.
       I told the big people think of you
       and your wants and needs!
       I told the big people how much we loved
       you.
       My voice cries for you every night at bedtime.
       I listen during the night to hear your voice.
       My voice cries for the injustice you got from
       the big people.
       My voice cries in silence wondering if I
       will ever see you again.
       My voice couldn't save you, but my voice
       speaks on behalf of you and others kids now!
       You gave me a voice and your voice tells me to
       tell the world about you and your other foster
       friends.
       Do you hear my voice?
       Do you hear my Voice?

By L. Williams
 

 

ADOPTION EULOGY

GOD FORGIVE THEM
For they know not what they do
Relinquishment by any other name
Would not sound as sweet
Abandoned
Cast-out
Who am I?
I don't belong in a shame-based society
Womb-Torn-Born
Unsafe
Rejected
On my own
A childrens' home
I am the chosen one
An unwelcome world
A lonely fear
A cell remembered grief
The pain is real
Forever
Lose a mother
Lose a family
Lose yourself
Lose your soul
No matter
No mourning
Not lost
Just stolen
Change the name
Hide the shame
Deny the pain
And pass the blame
Eternally ungrateful
I am the faceless one
Societies smiling asoptee
Born ( birth name withled ) 17/03/58
My birth mother has no regret
Did what was best
For her
For me
For the family
She does not acknowledge me
This is the bitter irony
I ruin their lives
You see?
To use my name
Might bring her shame
So once again
I play the game
And take the blame
Unholy guilt burned into me
In case I lack the decency
To forfeit my identity
And live in anonymity
They say they do what's best for me
I choke on this hypocrisy
Bereft of Christian empathy
Damaged psychologically
Verging on insanity
A shroud of insecurity
Suffocates my trust
Ever yours ungratefully
PLEASE
Don't feel free
To label me
Societies smiling adoptee

R.I.P. ANON
By Judy Coyte




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