Mothers
Many, countless, are your names
As are your unimaginable sins,
But nothing to pain inflicted on fallen dames
Except for the single one who wins
Ashley from Rhode Island did stop and resist
What happened after is not known
Cassi’s baby is back from the mist
But as a man, both ill and fully grown.
Melynda misses her dear daughter still
And Myst’s has been stolen down under
Jeannette’s lacking support and broken will
Ripped twice Allysa’s life asunder
Happiness and honor all forsaken,
Millions of born children forever gone
Blood, flesh, sweat and tears taken
So is infinite injustice done
That cries out to deepest me,
Making me fast, enduring and strong
But not a champion to set the adopted free,
Just a dreamer unable to right such wrong.
