I wanted to fly

My soul tasted a morsel of life's
Divine majesty
So young I was in the
Heat of some magical
Spirit
Although pain and sorrow
had dogged my heels, an
Unpronounced bliss had
warmed my deepest
Sorrow
As a child I could walk
The streets of Virgina Avenue
But I dare not step over the
Curve for fear of a beating
She was so unkind to me
I was so small and helpless
I needed a mom, a mother
With a loving touch
But my world was filled
With the hateful sounds
Of cursing
Fists pounding on the
Table..
Please don't hurt me
Please, love me just
A little
I was afraid of everything
Of everybody
I could not consentrate
In school
I was falling behind
Surely I would fall
Through the cracks
I so wanted to tell
Someone
Somebody please save
Me from this dark cloud
That has killed my joy
I knelt down in the middle
Of the street and asked God
To take me away
I pleaded to him in the
Tears of a child
But the cold winter
Dragged on and
My starving and
Frightened heart
Closed in upon
Itself
The high school
Principle said, ' The
only thing I can
Tell you son, is that
You won't be living
With these people
Forever
I ran away from home
And the police picked
Me up more than once
I had to face the reality
Of my destroyed childhood
Locked in my room
Locked in the basement
Deprived of anything human
After six years of this god cursing
The Social worker took me away
From foster home to foster home
Abused
Put down
Crushed in all the innocence
Of childhood
Left bedazed in a whirlpool
Of self hate with tears I
Could only submit to
God himself
"Is there a reason I
Asked him?"
Why has all this happened
To me?
I was fifteen when I
Asked him that
Question
When I was eighteen
His spirit came to me
And burned love into
My soul like nothing
Ever written
He lifted his hand
Upon my cheek
And whispered
Words to me
That would make
The angels cry
I've been a puddle
Of joy ever since
Would you like
To know what
He spoke to
Me in spirit?
Well, it's in
My poetry
I whisper
My love to
You!
Cafe
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Oct 2016
About this poem:
What I went through in foster homes. This
is the reason I can write the kinds of poems
I do. Many people have been through much
worse but I pray my experiences can encourage others.
Cafe

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ReaderOfSouls
Cafe" hug hug hug hug hug

I can relate, in a way. You see, I was adopted as a tiny baby by a very narcissistic mother. My adoptive father and adoptive grandparents were the light that kept me shining. I know what it's like to be crushed by a woman whom we only ask for love in return. I never got my adoptive mother's love, but God gave me inner strength and spirit and HE let me know of his love and his angels always watched over me.

It's that strength from within is what shows through our words- words of love, words of hope, words of forgiveness.

You walk not alone. hug cowboy
godsprincessonline today!
Oh Cafe - Breaks my heart that as a child you went through that. I thank the dear Lord that He came to you and showed His love to you and that you love and accept Him as well. You have been very blessed. Jesus said that we will suffer as He suffered but that we will overcome. You have proven Him right. Thank you so much for sharing.

Kathy hug teddybear kiss hug
lovecanbereal
Cafe, you are one of the most honest and soul searching writers/poets on here. I am glad that your writing brings you healing. I too had a difficult childhood. These things affect us for life unfortunately. What good is poetry if it is not honest? Also your writing brings a great deal of joy to many others in our online community.
More Kudos to you.
southmiami4321online today!
Every word you wrote here touched my heart, Cafe. We were at the same time wearing the same shoes but in different parts of the world. As we reached a point in our life, when the Holy Spirit came within us, we started walking with a new pair of shoes.God gave us the grace to give to others the gifts that he created us to have. Sometimes God puts us through trials to mold us on how he wants us to be. God bless your soul Cafe...SM hug
Blueflame123
Tears in my eyes as i read your painful childhood,no one but no one should be allowed to treat a child like the way you were hurt.But God found a way for you to overcome and grow as a gifted writer.Because as i read your poems its like talking to you .Thank you for sharing.
cafetwo2010
Lovecanbereal..
Thank you for that kindly comment bro. I get
a great deal of satisfaction over all the
feedback I recieve here. I think I'm a bit
spoiled too. Lol.
Cafe
wine peace
cafetwo2010
southmiami..
Thank you for that heartfelt comment dear.
Haven't seen you in a few weeks. Hope
things are going well with you especially
after that fire.
Cafe
kiss kiss
cafetwo2010
Blueflame..
Most appreciated what you have said dear.
I think I'm getting better at getting my point
across. Glad you liked this one.
Cafe
teddybear bouquet
cafetwo2010
Abby..
teddybear
Cafe
godsprincessonline today!
Hmmm!
cafetwo2010
Kathy..
Hummm.. I know just how you feal..and what you
mean.
Cafe
kiss kiss teddybear wine
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