Home For Colored Children (Revision Since The Settlement)

Home For Colored Children (Revision since the settlement) You took children's self esteem and laid darkness over silent dreams. Some you called names and jeered them to the ground. Others you raped and laughed in the name of torturous fun. That was no home, no place of learning, nah a place of chains and gruesome heart burning. Nobody cared, one might think God was blind. Where was the help, a little sister raped and a young lad beaten to death. O eyes turned and silence begat tongues. A big man with a mean heart, held a young girl hostage while pocketing the green selling her soul. A pig of disgust but everybody gave this human beast their trust. Lord, I weep to think of the pain. I cringe knowing what those little girls and boys sustained. Beatings on a regular basis. Relentless daggers hurled and bellies screamed in hunger. Yes the rapes were many, but fear kept secrets for many a year. Where is the justice, who will stand accountable. No Angels worked at the home for Colored Children, no fairness, no golden rule. What was the outcome, who went to jail? Did human beasts pay their dues, or are they walking in fraudulent shoes? Now you know a little about 'The Home for Colored Children'. An acknowledgment now sustained, our Canadian Government and the Home of abuse, together poured a Blessing, O the warmest rain. Though your scars will remain infinitely, perhaps thirty four million dollars will shine a light at the end of a dark road. Written by: Melvina Germain Date: March 14/2014