STATE WARD BUTTERFLY
State Wards are funny creatures
flittering winglessly from place to place
showing their colours to very few
and then only in hope of finding love
all the while needing compassion
like butterflies need leaves to land on
More happened in care that out
more pain and heartache suffered
than those who handled us could know
Counselors and Matrons
signing documents on scraps of paper
saving the Government money they say
Yes funny creatures who create jobs
for those who really don't care
all the while looking
for someone who would
Sixteen, a lonely time for some
Placement under thie Governor General's protection
so they say, but did any of us see him?
Being chucked from pillar to post
more foster homes
unsuitable for rhis one
Frustration building like a dam
we cried out in hope thats someone
would tell us where the love was
Governor O Governor
Had you no compassion?
Did you ever show willingness
to come and look beneath what we
wanted people to see?
To dig for hidden feelings
to search for hidden needs
seeking for hidden gems of ability?
to look beneath the facade,
to find the gentleness within
the shyness, heartache and pretence
Or perhaps like most guardians
you tto had no time, no need,
After all, we were not your children,
we were . . . anonymous.