Child grows up without a home

Family, torn far apart

Life unbalanced, soul adrift

Handicapped right from the start

Goes out into a big wide world

Seeks all that failed be repaired

Has not been taught what’s fair and just

Can only guess from what’s declared

Encounters harsh distorted love

Commits to cold and callous charm

Fails to see the shadows cast

By those who aim to cause them harm

Muted misery then ensues

They know that something’s very wrong

But past reflection is no guide

The examples there do not belong

No sense of ‘kin’ to raise support

No base from which to launch anew

No place to rest and start afresh

The options here are faint and few

Lost, alone, they test each path

Blindly reaching out to heal

The battered soul is burned again

Repeatedly the cycles reel

Until at last they barricade

Behind a firmly bolted door

An introspect may now emerge

Where no-mans-land can reassure

Looking back, from calmer seas

At logic written in the sands

‘’One cannot build a sturdy boat

With broken tools and faulty plans’’.