Scarred,Not Broken
God’s kiss to a darkened world
a tiny miracle wrapped in rejection and despair
held unwanted by worldly hands
a yearning cry falling upon deaf ears
born a burden
this generation
As a child they must learn
to wipe off the scraped knee and stand back up
to be the parent, to fend for themselves
to turn the other cheek to the world and hide the one streaked with tears
they know no other way they must learn
this generation
Taken away... forever
all that was ever known gone
just one call away, a second chance for life, a new Mom and Dad
open arms waiting, acceptance, lasting love, a new beginning
adopted and saved this generation
I am this generation, we are all a part
the voices, the faces, the falling tears, the calling hearts
these are the children once marked and rejected
some are given hope a chance to do more than just survive
some are still waiting for their turn
and some will always have the hand the world has dealt
we are scarred, beaten down, not broken
it is how our lives are used that matters
it is up to you my sister, my brother
we are this generation