Abuse and confiscation of a child's life is horrendous
and very traumatizing to them.
At times causing a rebellion of authority, other times
falling under it's harsh reality.
Either way, a child has to grow and mature, finding an
inner strength and growing their own way.
Going in another direction than the one their parents
want them to go in.
Some children acquiesce, following every word parents
utter, to their future detriment.
Falling into traps of alcohol and or drugs, unable to
find their way in life.
Their spirits having been dealt blows too cruel to over-
come or come back from.
Going on after moving away from home, some grow, mature
and live a blessed, thriving and wonderful life on their
own.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem