This blog was created for the silent cries that have gone unanswered. Children our most precious gift and undeniably our future.
When does discipline become abuse? When does the dagger of words pierce the heart? How many children are left to care for themselves? When the boxcar scenario hits close to home.
Thursday, March 8, 2007
If we could see the future, would we change our ways?
A crystal ball within my hands, no future does it tell, the stories of yesterday, were hidden behind a hardened shell. Blowing in the wind of a unpredictable March day, the rains have washed away the hell and a new seed in growth remained.