Foster home to foster home
I never had a chance
No body much ever gave me
Anything but a glance
Slaps across the face
Not much food to eat
I just hang my head down
And accept defeat
I was never wanted
Just a problem child
No structure in my life
Most think I'm just wild
No one took the time
To care about me
My mama ran away
When I was only three
Passed around my whole life
Now I'm a teen
Ain't much in this world
I haven't seen
I've had to be tough
In order to survive
Fight my own battles
Just to stay alive
If one person had given me
A tiny ray of hope
If someone had cared enough
To throw me that rope
Who knows what
I could have become
Instead of being
A teenage bum
Foster home to foster home
I never had a chance
No body much ever gave me
Anything but a glance
(C) Linda Hill
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Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on May 24, 2011
A lot of this is going around, Linda. Some can grow up in a "stable" home and still turn out like this teenager because of many intangibles. But the foster care system of America leave a lot to be desired, much corruption within the ranks and those who would take in a teenager such as this one. Good poem. Good reflection. Sad premise.
Very touching poetry, Linda....it takes great courage just to survive in this world, especially when the odds are stacked against us....but I believe there is greatness in all of us no matter our background. You're obviously a gifted writer.......
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Thanks for your greatness Linda in fighting for and reaching the lost, underprivileged, and homeless. But God is never finished with us as long as we are alive there is hope for everyone! Peace!!!
So many young people have such a battle from such an early life, I cry for what has been taken away from them and the love they have missed. very well written poem, thank you for caring. God bless. Baz
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