I Read the News Today by Anne Patterson
I read the news today, another child is dead
Another child took a ransom on their head.
They said he would be better off, and safe forever more,
They said his mother was unfit, to them she was a whore.
Her greatest crime was poverty, their greatest crime is lies.
Depending on your verdict, depending on your eyes.
They said he would be safe, for every single day.
But then again their pay cheque is telling it this way.
A child he was forever, and dead forever more.
And all because they judged his mother, if we’re keeping score.
His father was invisible, forbid that he was found.
As if the man had right’s, an industry in the ground.
I read the news today, another child is dead.
Another child took a ransom on their head.
The stranger is forever, and safe forever more.
And all upon the lie, their mother was a whore.
Real families are no better, not safe forever more?
Based upon the theory, the mother is a whore.
The families all extended, are neither safe as well.
In child protection services a modern wicked hell.
But none of them will answer, to anything above.
The children were all taken for someone else's love?
I read the news today, another child is dead.
Another child took a ransom on their head.
But they have all the answers, the crystal searing ball.
Never held responsible, the greatest crime of all.
They said he would be happy, in all that is above.
And be forever grateful, they thought that this was love.
And as he passes forward - onto the other side.
He’ll be greeted by dead children, their arms are open wide.
And many of them are angels, sent from well above.
To try and maybe tell us the system is not love.
Before their brutal fates, they ached for something more.
Their mothers, fathers and families, if we’re keeping score.
And in between the darkness, and what is wrong and right.
Do not give up on children, and never stop this fight.
By Anne Patterson, with love - and written for all the dead children who are anonymous who died in care of child protection agencies.
